It's Friday. I've covered some sufficient ground this week by car, by bicycle and on foot. This is my favorite photo of the week. Maybe because I cropped it into a square so it looked "less digital." Maybe because it's depressing to walk down a back alley in a shitty March drizzle and come across a plastic Santa on top of someone's junk pile. I like depressing. Maybe because the only other real contenders this week were shot from the car and you've seen enough clouds ... and lightpoles (I haven't, yet, obviously). Merry Christmas.
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Ha! Yeah, I wonder whether the Clout was Santa's. And when it ran out, that's where he was banished to. Who's Santa without Clout? A fat guy with some deer.
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