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

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Urban poetry


A row of wheeled rubbish bins on the sidewalk on a summery morning in Manhattan.

There's something very satisfying about similar objects lined up in a row -- bicycles, chairs, rubbish bins -- even if they're not particularly lovely on their own.

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