From Hades tailpipe,
I stepped back; the light, fading
stayed the treasure hunt.
Wow, that’s incredible. Van Gogh with a camera.
Hades tailpipe — reminds me of a thought I had once driving the southern route to Long Beach: I don’t have to go to hell; I’ve been to Needles.
The photo from yesterday was actually an elevator shaft that was once used by the Phoenix fire department for practice. It was actually an inferno on a regular basis; now it’s part of a restaurant.
Only in Arizona!
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