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Night Visions

Night Visions

Streets, dark, empty musical noir sax hits exotic highs filling the emptiness of broken sidewalks illuminated by the moon.
Firecrackers ablaze while street lamps flicker burnt fog lurks through narrow corridors and the stillness speaks a jazz riff.
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Photo taken by me and digitally enhanced.