I’ve written and talked about the two very distinct faces of my little part of the world: Heaven and Hell I’ve called it. Nothing quite tells the tale of this Jekyll and Hyde situation like photographs. From prostitutes seeking out Johns in the snow to sex workers shoveling my sidewalk:
A Seuss parade:
Followed closely by Potsquatch:
Deadly accidents:
Toxic spills:
Clean up thereof:
Some public urination:
And more prostitutes:
Unplanned manmade geysers:
And more prostitutes:
A Black Lives Matter protest:
And more prostitutes:
Horse racing:
Incidents and Accidents:
The CSA delivery parade!
A police helicopter in search of…
A BMW delivering “pizza”…with Red Rose a block away!
More prostitutes:
Gymnastics on my porch rail…until the bus arrives:
Mustering emergency vehicles:
Seeking shelter:
And, every now and again…peace and quiet all around:
I didn’t expect the horse racing.
Nobody expects…Hispanic equestrians?
Their first weapon is surprise…