songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
a little less lonely that way, but I’m still dying inside

I am a man in great pain over great beauty / It’s not easy standing on my feet these days / But you know I’m pretty sure that I’ve been through worse / And I’m sure I can take the hit / I pushed the bed against the window today / So there’d only be […]

walking down the avenue, wee small hours, summer swoon
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