I've always enjoyed looking at the reflection of neon in the wet streets. Now, Ricks Dry Cleaners is not nearly as sexy as the neon of Vegas, but it still makes a cool, glowing blur.
Showing posts with label Puddles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Puddles. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Playing in Puddles
I've always enjoyed looking at the reflection of neon in the wet streets. Now, Ricks Dry Cleaners is not nearly as sexy as the neon of Vegas, but it still makes a cool, glowing blur.
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