Elm Street Underpass

I love train graffiti, especially the type painted in letters so fat that I fail to map each to the right letter of the alphabet until it has rolled away. Watching a train pass is sometimes like listening to the tones of a foreign language I wish I knew but do not, and in my unknowing, the conversation sounds more like music than dialogue.

For Sale

Some commercial real estate is utterly forgettable to me. I really had to reflect on whether the building above is still standing or if it ever sold. I drive by it several times a year, yet I do not look at it. I had to consult Google Street View to see if it was still standing, but it could have been demolished yesterday for all I know. Its Street View image doesn’t show much change except for a coat of gray paint and a lack of a “For Sale” sign.

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