Shadowy silhouettes move down the sidewalk...moving sprites of the night. Camera is never handy, but they move steadily on through the night. Walking late night hours in this neighborhood...what are they doing? Where are they going at such a ghostly hour? They may be sleep challenged people, like me, wondering back home. They may work late nights. I like to think that they are returning from a secret lover. When we have time, we see that there are many stories and possibilities under the surface. Complexity...yet some times of simplicity. Maybe they are going to see a sick friend. Maybe they are casing a joint. I have learned not to make assumptions. I have learned to watch.
Posted on: Tue, 24 Jun 2014 05:53:00 +0000
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