Another found scene: Disembodied clothing contemplates the McMillan Reservoir, around the block from Intangible HQ.
I'm just emerging from another magazine deadline today, and my brain is a pickled punk. Thus, no beautiful prose, no neighborhood news. Not yet.
But I had to post the Desperate Sweater image to show that we ARE still alive.
And, it would seem, there is a filthy cotton ghost gripping the reservoir fence like a classic Cosby sweater run amok, slaughtering the Canada Geese that lounge in there, stuffing their bloated bodies down its ragged, woven neck-hole in a terrible feeding frenzy. Beware that sweater. It obviously has "issues" to work out.
It is wise to have a camera handy at all times.