Category: Cityscape
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I Am Batman | East Wenatchee, WA | 2017 If we all have secret identities, as some psychologists suggest, then perhaps our truths are revealed best in shadows. My bat soul emerged while I pumped gas at a local station; my essential nature shaped by
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Power Line/Contrail | East Wenatchee, WA | 2017 The thin line between matter and vapor — the physical and ephemeral — begs occasional acknowledgment. At the edge of sleep, we often flutter back-and-forth from one world to the next, one state of consciousness to another. In nature — atop mountains, in deep forest, gliding underwater…
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Restroom | Twisp, WA | 2017 One of life’s great gifts is the unexpected bathroom. I speak of ones hidden amid the urban maze or installed miles into what we all thought was wilderness. The ones for which some sympathetic soul — a highway engineer or Forest Service ranger — decided that
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Biplane | Seattle, WA | 2017 The Japanese man stood at the top of the escalator staring at the plane hanging from the airport ceiling. He fixated on it while people streamed around him. Two minutes, five minutes, gaze locked on the historic aircraft dangling before him. A family rushed past, and a little girl
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Palm Trunk | Jennings, LA | 2017 A storm sheared the fronds off this palm tree and left a bald stalk. I know the feeling. My own head had a similar fate when I decided a few weeks earlier to crop my hair close to the scalp for the first time in my adult life.…
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Motel Mirror | Seattle, WA | 2017 As a kid, I wasn’t allowed to watch “The Outer Limits.” So I hid one night behind the sofa and viewed an episode about a monster that lived in a mirror. It would rise from below the frame, reach with clacking claws through the glass into our world…
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Concourse | Houston, TX | 2017 “Those of us raised in modern cities tend to notice horizontal and vertical lines more quickly than lines at other orientations. In contrast, people raised
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Breezeway | Hammond, LA | 2017 “We must carry out exercises in thought and exercises in will if the portals of the supersensible world are to open for us. It is down these passages, through these doors, that we
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Suburbs | Las Vegas, NV | 2017 “I cannot walk through suburbs in the solitude of night without thinking that darkness pleases us because
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Blonde | Las Vegas, NV | 2017 “There are blondes and there are blondes … There is the small cute blonde who cheeps and twitters, and the big statuesque blonde who straight-arms you with an ice-blue glare … There is the soft and willing blonde who doesn’t care what she wears as long as it’s
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