Monday, December 30, 2013

I love this picture. It instantly reminded me of every single time I put my head back and put my hand out the window to ride the air and imagine things in my mind. The smell of the breeze, whether it was the refineries in south philly, the pig slaughter house in Bridesburg, or the smell of green on the way to Poverty camp with the Salvo. : )

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