Traffic cops are some seriously bad mamma jammas. Standing right square in the middle of the intersection using only their hand as their primary signal to direct all the passers by. And, these are no wimpy passers by either. These passers by have places to go, people to see, money to make. These passers by … Continue reading
Staring up into the sky on a sunny day and looking to catch a glimpse of the galactic blue coming together in universe. Sure it’s a daydream now. But, searching to find hopeful is the purpose of afternoon imaginations. At least, let’s hope. Stretching to envision the space at the farthest point where it appears … Continue reading
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