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Dry fluorescent glare opening onto soggy crisp darkness.
High atop slippery wet silver poles dampened rays of brightness shine weakly through an almost mist in suspended drift that clings and clouds a single car’s windshields.
Spiny tree branches wetly back-lit by city glow stand silently beside shiny dark asphalt.White armed vehicle sized lots lie empty and patient beneath star dark sky.

“Creativity comes from looking for the unexpected

and stepping outside your own experience.”

~ Masaru Ibuku