I don't know why I like this picture so much. It's not that particularly well-framed, and it would have been better if I had walked about thirty feet forward, but I like it nonetheless. It's essentially my homage to the streets of Zanzibar, or my homage to my imagined Zanzibar film noir. I've just walked this section so many times, and all too often this time of night. It's also a fitting metaphor for my declining years.
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| Now, I just need to learn black and white photography. |
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