And it is pretty.
We were wandering under a strangely speckled mackerel sky.
Blue skies and high cirrus as a background to the Cell tower on Southard Street.
Streaming like a contrail across the sky above the peeling wall of the AT&T building.
It's like in the movies during the horror show; the bad guy is lurking in the branches overhead and the victim resolutely refuses to look up. Not me, I look up all the time.
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