Photos and captions by Blair Truesdell
Luxury is such a burden.
From street eats,
To sleepy sweeps.
What would you call a day without a meal, then?
Everyone likes to be outside, as long as there’s walls to block the streets.
My family and I are cozy, we don’t mean any harm.
We tend to forget how easy life is made for us.
Is the glass you’ve been handed half empty?
My happy place.
Can I park here?
Momma told Santa I was good this year.
Momma told Santa I was good for nothing this year.
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