if i had to fly, i don’t think i’d be a bird or even a plane. i want to be like a thin trail of smoke from some nag champa incense. i just wanna cascade upwards toward the sky and then dissipate all over the fucking earth.
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Tags: "brooklyn", commute, coney island, everyday life, flying puffs on the boardwalk, nag champa, NYC, photography, Street Photography
Rufus, I’d appreciate some warning about you dissipating over Phila. I got enough shit coming at me and I don’t need NYC Rufus dissipating around here.
Please let your load go over Jersey as they need the fertilizer.
If dissipating ain’t shittin’ don’t pay me any mind….I’m fucked anyhow….
Love your shit…..uh…uh stuff.
Don
Fascinating!!! Cheers Nonoy Manga
Your Frangipani smell-goodery would intoxicate us all.
NIce shot – I’ve seen those things but never thought of taking a photo at one. Sort of a human slingshot.
Thanks for sharing.