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| Photo: © Stan Banos |
Don't know how this year's gonna work itself out (photographically or any other way). Things are still not gonna be back to full... normal, far as commerce, travel, socialization, picture taking ops- that'll come the next. And I'm crazy for it like anyone else. Definitely got one good European trip left in me, and when it happens (the first with a color camera), wanna experience it without the current restrictions and limitations- though dying to experience something other than the shit stained streets of San Francisco right now.
Anyway, thought I was pretty much through with Covid related photos when I chanced upon this scene, subtle, yet all encompassing in what this pandemic has imposed upon us all- the personal restriction, loss of social freedom, and prolonged, overall sense of metastasizing ennui. And it's all there in this long neglected corporate landscape of weed laden lawns, shuttered offices and a warning sign every bit as worn as its slogan.
PS- And as soon as we're able to fraternize freely, I'm gonna hit each and every dive bar (outside of work) I come upon on any given day at any given time, not necessarily to get drunk mind ya- but just because one can!
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