Dallas, in the distance and through streaky windows
When I was getting ready to make this photo, I was wishing that someone had washed the hotel windows recently. I didn’t care for the streaks on the glass or the way they interfered with the photo I wanted. But as sometimes happens, the things I disliked the most ended up being (to me) important to the image. They remind me of cartoon stink lines radiating up from the distant skyline.