the subway growls under the orange fire of the town lit sky! from the chaos of pattern and symmetry jumps something bold and smooth, wet and ferocius to catch your breath and steal it as you venture down, hopping
something of a odd shot, the patterns and cloud playing of against each other smooth and yet shape!
hand held at 6 sec so not as sharp as it could be a venture back me fears!
steve
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