A friend describe my neighborhood in one word, Dystopia. I never thought it as such, but the jutting of iron protruding from the ground, abandon or abandon-esque industrial buildings, wide alleys, and bridges really does create a sense of dysphoria (if that's even a word). Though, it's also, very beautiful as my friend also agree with. There is beauty in cold, lifeless objects. Lately, I've been staring at dead colors only to see that they're quite alive.
-David M.
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