Blind Prophecy

Jennifer and Jacob are on their way to Toronto to take care of some of Jennifer’s immigration stuff. Hopefully they’ll be allowed back into the US. Meanwhile, I’ve got the apartment to myself for a few days.

So Thursday night, to prepare myself for the final night of conservative bullshit on television, I took a long walk down into the largely industrial neighborhood known as Camp Washington. Sure, there’s a lot of gritty, out-of-date reminders of a different time, abandoned buildings, even evidence of a homeless encampment, but I found it to be pretty (if you could ignore the smell of the giant aluminum casting factory). Anyway, since we no longer gather in one another’s homes to be tricked into viewing slides of the latest vacation, you all get to see the picspam.

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