Mallory Square is where you go to see the sunset when in Key West. I celebrate the sunset where I find it and hope that as the close of day descends on me I spent it well. The fakirs and romancers may promise life to come or past lives or other such hopes but all I know is what I see and I prefer not to waste the ti e that comes my way. And around here a brilliant winter sun snapped almost without thinking, not framed very well, renders a strangely serene ironically Other Worldly image.
I don't even remember what I was going for but what I got was the image of a golden highway to the Southernmost City, city of dreams. How unexpected.