The sky is from my last airplane ride. The buildings, this morning. This city can be eerily quiet at times. But the sun always reflects in waves over the brick. Quiet and gilded. And my rides home when it’s late enough to be dark. Tired. Music keeps the crazies away. Keeps them quiet in my mind.



Sun on buildings

Quiet morning city


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