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Sometimes I need to walk to process everything going on collectively and in my own life. And I love walking so much, nature walks are great and I love city walks. Especially dusk into dark. Walking and looking at the neon against the gray buildings. The contrast of nature and city. The shapes and colors. The dirty and beautiful. The sad all up in your face. Nowhere to hide. The smells taking you from delectable to repulsive. Those who have been left behind. The colors and the shapes. The contrast of neon against gray and brown. Humanity buzzing in outfits all around. It sucks the intensity out of me so I can soften and accept it all again. City dusk blessings.
















































































Before she was stolen:

after she was stolen:









