I walked down deserted streets at 8am, streets that showed signs of neglect and the passing of time. If this was a wealthy city in a first world country in the 21st century, then why, everywhere I went in the early hours of the morning, did I pass by so many homeless men?
The houses along the way showed signs of decay (paint peeling, untended front yards); there were a few abandoned lots, rusty gates, boarded up houses.
There were also some fine looking dining establishments like the ones below.
Things got progressively better the closer I got to Capitol Hill.
If the cars and trucks looked beat up, it was in a hipsterish way.
The businesses started looking more attractive and profitable, too. More thought and effort was put into the architecture and decoration.
I was amused by the French Presse sign on the right, because it means newsagent, not café. I liked the way the owners used it, though.
1 comment:
great shots! i plan to get to seattle someday.
i just wanted to tell you that i was at candimandi's blog and i went to post a comment about how i never post on her blog, but that the fourth photo was stunning, but i saw you beat me to it. funny. good eye, though!
cheers!
man
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