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braille-ish
This place has five mailboxes which makes me think it is some kind of downtown apartment. But I can’t read the Braille* on the sign so I can’t really tell for sure.
Also, usually a pile of leaves in a doorway would indicate the building is abandoned, but it’s spring in West Texas, so all that probably means here is that the wind had been blowing. (Because OF COURSE the wind had been blowing. it is Thing That Happens on the regular.)
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.4.2026
*Because it was too far up to reach. And also, because I can’t read Braille anyway.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 3.4.2026
the unfriendly playground
I suppose using leftover rebar and expanded metal and pipes is a cost-effective way to make playground equipment. And this is beside a small church, which was no doubt working on a budget that only had room for donated materials and volunteer labor.
There are a few safety concerns, though, with such unforgiving materials.
But, naturally, the main thing I thought about was how “Suffer the little children”* was taking on a whole new meaning.
Levelland, Texas
photographed 2.28.2026
*Matthew (19:14), Mark (10:14), and Luke (18:16) all reported it. John was silent on the matter.




