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Going Back to Key West

Sunday, June 14th, 2009

It has been 3 months since I walked down Duval Street with Jerry.   A beautiful breezy day in the most south one can get in Florida with out hopping on a boat.  The boom of bass coming from a convertible.  The lazy breezy days on a patio with paint slowly peeling away.  The picket fence that is slowly dissolving to gray.  The bicycle that floats from up above.   I miss you Key West.

Gray Picket Fence

Rolling Down Duval Street

Front Door Wild

My Porch, No Tresspassing

Bicycle on a String

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