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

Friday, August 12, 2016

Urban poetry

A suitably gritty filter over a quick phone shot of a dumpster parked on a city street, inexplicably filled with mattresses still wrapped in plastic.

It might be the result of a fire in a bedding store -- it's definitely been hot enough for some serious spontaneous combustion.

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