Man I love the textures on this one: The broken windows are like dreams shattered, the roof peeling here and there (yet still doing its job) with a great patina of rust on tin, aged wooden doors looked over by one of their own(see the tree to the left) and old school construction holding it all in place. It is the kind of place that reminds me of life Mike, the good, the bad and the not so pretty yet beautiful in its own way. Nice bro!
John, your words create something nicer than my photo. You are the jagged poet! And a word spinner, and sentence weaver, and I thank you for the look and artistry of your words.
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Good one…
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Thanks.
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Good one… 😀
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Thanks
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Man I love the textures on this one: The broken windows are like dreams shattered, the roof peeling here and there (yet still doing its job) with a great patina of rust on tin, aged wooden doors looked over by one of their own(see the tree to the left) and old school construction holding it all in place. It is the kind of place that reminds me of life Mike, the good, the bad and the not so pretty yet beautiful in its own way. Nice bro!
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John, your words create something nicer than my photo. You are the jagged poet! And a word spinner, and sentence weaver, and I thank you for the look and artistry of your words.
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My pleasure Mike!~John
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