The streets are strangely empty and quiet today. The city still asleep.
Birds decorate the lamp posts as languid clouds float across a cold blue sky.
At the corner, a woman with Farrah Faucet hair and leather pants clips neatly across the asphalt.
It is 740 of a Monday, as I’m heading for the train.
What did you see?
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My Morning Walk is a brief window into life as I experience and think about it on the day and time indicated. All images are my own, copyrighted, and taken on the walk. If there are any links to purchase something, I may earn a small commission which will help me cover the cost of running this site. Thank you for visiting, it means a lot.
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