I passed through the alley on my way to the pub. Wish I'd brought the extra-large sketchbook I said, though I had in fact packed the book.
I blame it on the Riders right after the big win at home against B.C. Too happy was my alley, I tell you. How could a man sit still? I might draw one telephone pole but could I do five?
I imagined drawing the curve-tops of the five pillars and the puddle with its own laws.
I did think of shadow but not for long.
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