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Downtown Phoenix, alley near 12th Street and Palm Lane
There's are somethings I don't really talk about, usually meaningful moments in my life. I don't talk about them because I don't want to trivalize them with verbage. So I take pictures and I let the photos express my feelings.
I know they're not pretty pictures, or places you'd even want to spend time. I guess I choose them for their raw, uncovered, exposed nature; no hidden veneer here. To me, that's truth; the inside, the under parts, stripped of any facade.
taken 09/22/2005
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