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I'll always remember that empty lot behind albertson's, where I'd find all manner of beautiful things, from broken cars to abandoned cats, to pepsi boxes in a desert of concrete, colour glaring out at me, madly, contrasted against the endless crackled, faded black, bear grey, only penetrated by a box and lamposts, ocassionally something would lie on this sea, rain would fall, I would ride my bike with flat tires over it, but it was my place, occupied by people bringing in loads of food in the mornings, and just by me in the afternoon and evenings, I don't want to know who had it at night.

Description
I'll always remember that empty lot behind albertson's, where I'd find all manner of beautiful things, from broken cars to abandoned cats, to pepsi boxes in a desert of concrete, colour glaring out at me, madly, contrasted against the endless crackled, faded black, bear grey, only penetrated by a box and lamposts, ocassionally something would lie on this sea, rain would fall, I would ride my bike with flat tires over it, but it was my place, occupied by people bringing in loads of food in the mornings, and just by me in the afternoon and evenings, I don't want to know who had it at night.