The area around my studio is what you could call “a neighborhood in transition”, or in other words, it’s rather shady sometimes. There’s one street that’s particularly dubious, with a skanky dive bar at the corner. This dive bar is the kind of place that already smells like booze from the outside by 11am and has flashing cop lights out front every other day. Anyway, I had to walk down this street to run errands the other day and to my surprise, in the gloom of this street I found this charming door decorated with butterflies. It was so incongruous with its surroundings that I had to take a picture.
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