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To days of inspiration,

A pale man sits on a fire escape plucking the strings of an un-tuned guitar as his lifeless brown eyes stare blankly at the brick wall in front of his face. Blonde hair betrays his Caucasian descent and is in dire need of a trim. He looks over the edge of the metal railing and his right hand stops moving.

Playing hookey,

A Spanish beauty walks past the local community college almost becoming lost in the flock of students entering the building. As they rush inside she takes her time and enjoys the stroll down the noisy street with her hands in her coat pockets. It smells like sage and cigarettes. Across the street a black cat yowls.

making something
Out of nothing

Two women collide on the busy streets of New York the lighter one falling backwards to knock her head against the pavement and have the larger fall on her. One is dressed in a black men's suit and has size five brown doc martins on her feet. A metal headband keeps her shoulder length hair from falling into her face and murky russet eyes. The other is dressed in a simple jean skirt and red blouse with a low cut that stops at the top of her breasts and smoothes down over a slim waist. Dark green eyes look down at the smaller woman beneath her.

, the need
To express
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A man pauses his taping of a homeless person resting on a piece of cardboard like a mattress to look up at the towering buildings of New York City. All skin that should be visible under old jeans and a long sleeved sweater is hidden under tan bandages. A tuff of blonde hair falls in front of blue eyes that are often missed behind round framed glasses. The siren of a police car brings him back to reality.

To communicate,

A cute man of Spanish decent sits on an abandoned stoop. A pickle tub is between his legs and a drum stick is visible in each hand. Even though times are bad he continues to smile and focus on the better days to come. His brown eyes are full of light and almost seem to glow. As the people pass he greets them warmly and wishes each a good day. Wrapped around his left wrist is a silver necklace with a miniature flute charm.

To going against the grain,

A man sits outside the Food Emporium with his back to the wall and legs spread out in front of him. He looks to have seen better days with stubble found on his dark cheeks and bags under his dark brown eyes. He needs a miracle or better yet forgiveness. As he tilts his head back the black beanie on his head scrapes against the bricks and moves back an inch or two revealing black hair shaved close to his skull. Around his neck is a gold chain with a miniature hourglass.

Going insane,

Two shadowed figures talk outside an exclusive resort. One leans back on the bricked wall with arms crossed and head titled up. The other is larger, easily passing 6 feet height wise with arms extended and palms up to their companion as if initiating a hug. Two feet of space separate them and the smaller figure wants to keep it that way.

Going mad

A serene secluded lake reflecting the night time sky.