April is the cruellest month, breeding/
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing/
Memory and desire, stirring/
Dull roots with spring rain.
--T.S. Eliot, the wasteland
Goddess
On the way to dinner I finally managed to encounter, in daylight, the beautiful Red Goddess of 16th St, and realised that a good Mirror Project shot was there for the taking...
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