After the bars...

Last night, I sat on the dock and watched the streams of people filtering out of the bars in Fells Point and wondered about the lives they lead and the nights they had and the painted faces of the girls on Aliceanna, and found it ultimately too sad that through the lens of my camera they became nothing more than a blurry stream of skin and cloth in the haunted glow of the city’s orange light.

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