As with most of the Flaneur's perambulations from home,
today's begins in marginal Chinatown
Street signage and subliminal semiotics
on a Sunday troll stroll
Power tool dynamics
Somewhere, U.S.A.
Titanium saws bite through metal,
Don't get in the way
Closed on Sunday
Can you validate my race card
Color-blind society?
We ain't there yet
I told an old African-American dipsomaniac
These young people
They don't even know how it used to be,
He heartily agreed
Kamikazi
Coming at ya
The Irish know how,
Scotch whiskey scorches the esophagus
Mobile pizza oven
tells a tale
Barbequed dinosaur
Get it while it's lava-hot
The marina under filtered sunlight,
Another mild Spring day
The far point of my walk today,
A nice place to watch the world go past
Afloat with the leisure craft set
The marina's choice berths are set aside
As a showroom for showboats
Conflict between public access
and the privateers
Sometimes you just want to
Row, row, row, your boat
Sea Ray,
That's me
Boards for sale or rent,
Readymades
in advance of drowning
Wear it.
Want it.
What a slogan
Militarized billboard
Connect the dots
28 February 2016
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