As the sun sets over the Financial District and the Brooklyn Bridge, a man relaxes on the right side of a bench waiting for his other half to be equalized. The shadows cast upon the ground drown out as time passes, yet still, the man remains on his side of the bench forever waiting for his other half, that may never come.
2 comments:
didn't you post this already?
no I don't even think I could have since I took it on the 3rd.
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