Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Reflections of Charles Brown.

I snapped this pic on my ride into the office this morning. I like how the chrome distorts the reflection. Regular Ansel Adams over here. A real shutter bug. 

It reminds me of this song by Rupert's People, Reflections of Charles Brown. Just a sad sack punching the clock. Taking shitty Instagram photos, looking melancholy. Stuck in the Broadway tunnel inhaling toxic fumes. Dodging 26 year-old rich bitches in Audi A4's as they try to kill me. Every morning. A real bad boy. A lone wolf. The last of the big spenders. A savage.

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