Creative: Paper Mounts

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Downtown. 5th and Broadway. Where old friends meet while new talk from the seat. Sun shards off the sealed frames from above. Class and metal but below is the rush of flesh. There are issues here, like the super-low tide of pre-tsunami Hell. Skull cinema, blood on the sidewalk and the noise that comes from too much of too many who don’t have enough.

Inside here, all this presence and yet I’m alone. Wandering. Attempting to make something worthy of the paper mounts. The sleeves, the waiting and wondering if I made the right moves. Gentrification. Like water nearing the top of the dam. One day it will flow over and take all the memories away. Consumers trading goods for originality.

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