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Nightclub, daytime
So, what do you think? Should we just assume this place looks great in the dim, beery light of nighttime?
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 8.20.2016
Perils of outdoor seating
These old fiberglass chairs have taken on a bit of water; I hope they don’t turn into mosquito-breeding tanks.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 8.20.2016
Beverage Station
Sometimes, you can just tell by the name of the place that there was some sort of drama involved. Like this café I went to in San Antonio – The Original Blanco Café. I was hoping the inclusion of “original” in the name was a veiled reference to some sort of acrimonious split, but a glance at Google seems to indicate that this is the first of two or three other locations of the same restaurant.
So much for drama.
Unless you want to count the lovely drama of the beverage station, with the bucket of lemons, the framed photograph on the wall, and the stacks of glasses.
The Original Blanco Café
San Antonio, Texas
photographed 5.21.2016
No, this can’t be good.
Whatever is going on, I blame on the guy in the tie-dye shirt. You can just tell he’s up to no good.
Sweetwater, Texas
photographed 3.20.2016
Intersection
I really do like brick streets: they have more character than asphalt paving. Also, they provide some helpful leading lines in this shot of yet another abandoned gas station.
(Don’t worry if you’re driving through Olney and are low on fuel: there’s a Shell station over on the main road.)
Olney, Texas
photographed 5.9.2016
One Day | One Image 