Enjoying the wind. It is a windy, dramatic weather day. Violent clouds, objects and humans flailed and wrenched asunder by the thrilling, seething bluster.
Another time when it was windy like this I stood at a streetcorner and saw, from 5 blocks away, a large garbage can barreling end over end down the middle of the street. Befitting the Fellini-esqueness of the spectacle my memory of this horizontally tumbling garbage can is in black and white.
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Spotted this shadowy welcome at a café on 30th Ave and 47th Street.
Another time when it was windy like this I stood at a streetcorner and saw, from 5 blocks away, a large garbage can barreling end over end down the middle of the street. Befitting the Fellini-esqueness of the spectacle my memory of this horizontally tumbling garbage can is in black and white.
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Spotted this shadowy welcome at a café on 30th Ave and 47th Street.
