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a village for those who see the world as a playground

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It's interesting what you can see if you're not too wrapped up in your own little world. Spotted this outside the sub shop at lunch. Something about the sunlight and shade and the lone translucent violet flower that seemed to float in the middle of it all. Taken with the Leica 25mm at f/1.6. I could have opened it up, but stopping down gives just that little extra depth of field and contrast.
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Driving home, waiting at a light before hitting the 408, a UCF shuttle shows up and parks right next to me. Bright post colors on white, contrasting against the deep blue sky, flecked with clouds. And then I recognized the stylized iPhoneographer. I had to photograph the iPhoneographer.
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I made another stop by the old arena. They've pretty much town everything down, and now they're digging into the lower sections where the basement and the basketball court used to be. I got a number of interesting compositions with these two, prowling and digging through the rubble.

The silly signs are still up. Looks like they've replaced all the old and dirty ones with a newer, hipper set. I find it disturbing that the sign uses icons from a 1978 arcade game, Space Invaders. Five thousand years of art, culture, and technical advancement, and the best we can do is make signs using 8-bit icons. It seemed appropriate to see a pile of gravel above the sign. That's what we seem to be reducing our whole world to, nothing but piles of lifeless gravel.
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