Few people opt for the road less traveled. Walking gives me that very opportunity. The alleys hold all of the secrets and all the mystery. walking down you never know if you’ll see smokers, a homeless man or bleakness covered in a shroud of silence. Its the last wild wilderness still uncharted. Many have gone and just about all have returned. But all it takes is that one crack head homeless man who detakes is that one crack head homeless man who de-cides that you’ll look better with a hole in your neck.

Dark Alley