On Edge


I don’t like living at The Edge at Avenue North.  It’s very unwelcoming, impersonal, vague, and discomforting.  My space is too small, I feel overwhelmed by my stuff.  Everything falls.  Everything’s a mess. I especially love the R&B music that comes from our neighbors whom I’ve never met.  But my absolute favorite is the chronic sink full of dishes.

This is a commentary on the honesty I find so intriguing about black and white photos.

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