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Culling from Joel's show yesterday I tuned into ZZK sounds volume one and two on Spotify. Psychedelic call me. Cumbia. Kind of a cool lag beat thing that caused me to do slow-motion breaks.

I skirted the graveyard and ended up with some great shots. So, Walt, not as free as in the graveyard, but with many sites to see in South Woodside. An adventure.

Like a boss


Out of the blue in queens. A billboard bent in half.




Also out of the blue in urbn Queens a field of wild flowers. The things you can find!


I love this shot. A biz that has been sitting here next to Queens cemetery since 1883.


A little Mexican cafe I passed in Woodside. Love what they did with this window. A Mexican pop art stained glass window.
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Ha, Superman lazyboy put out with the garbage.. I know the feeling.

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