West Cleveland, mid-June 2020
Last in a series from this depressing place…
Incidentally, while I was snapping this shot, I heard a voice behind me calling, “Young man, young man…” As I’m in my early 50s, I could not quite believe that “young man” was intended for me, but indeed it was, from a character in an orange t-shirt, who informed me that if I wanted something to photograph, he had the very thing in his backyard, if only I would follow him that instant. I respectfully declined.
Advice to photographers: stay away from East 65th Street & Bessemer in Cleveland. Verily, stay away from Cleveland, period.
More of the same…
Somewhere in the hinterlands of a post-industrial-era ghetto on the lugubrious east side, somewhere near Slavic Village…
Originally posted March 25, 2009. Date snapped? I’ve forgotten.
Originally posted February 28, 2013
Fuck “Governor” Brian Kemp, or Brine Kemp, as genteel Georgia trash no doubt mispronounce his holy name.
Fuck all Republicans, for that matter.
In memory of P.J.S. on her sixty-first birthday.