Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Sunday, December 23, 2018

Part of What I Was Thinking


The city feeds upon itself, broods in back alleys, staggers drunkenly across once open spaces. The city wears tattered coats and screams at children.

—Mitchell Hegman
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