I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Urban poetry


I love old signs, faded, usually obsolete, painted on the sides of buildings. This one happens to be in Portland, but there are many more of them in New York, like ghosts of a city that no longer exists, directing you to establishments that no one remembers.


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