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#freeways
a pleasant memory of riding in cars taking us to places so near and so far looking out the windows in amazement and wonder as we pass all the sights that make our minds ponder the freeways, the streets, the canyons, and alleys rolling along at great speeds and right through the valleys through the window you see, a whole different world as the wheels roll along and the sights are unfurled... Brian Hill - 2020 # 298
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Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 2:42 PM UTC
Through the Windows
_White nights, grey days, Phosphorus and gin; Graffiti-laden pavements, Diamond rain and paraffin. Chalk dust reveries, Aerosols and spit; Zero-hour freeways, Magnetic parapets. City high, city low, Monoliths in drag; Silent spaces, dwelling places, A hoody and a bag. Freestyle evangelists, Salvation strikes a pose; Train tracks, kitchen hacks, The rapture and the snow._
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 2:52 PM UTC
Eating Snow