Low clouds dampen an early

Fall afternoon.  Sounds of pigeons

overhead and newspapers opening

become absorbed into an unmistakable



People hold hands, thanking the stars

for dreams coming true.  Puddles of

last nights rain reflects treetops and

corners of buildings protected by gargoyles.


The aroma of tar and steam touches

everyone passing by.  Wilting shadows

become the diorama of static art inside

a shoe box.


Rusted fire escapes offer a view of the


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