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Early Commute

I sit on a narrow wall with campus behind me and East Lake in front of me. But the lake is hidden. I can only see as far as the bus stop.

Big Gate

I stand still and watch the people walking by. They come in clumps. Couples and groups of friends. Or strangers grouped by stoplights. A baby squats in the center of my frame. Is this really happening? I keep taking pictures.

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