Shoes, Not Corn

I was aiming my lens at a grafitti mural (not the one pictured here)  on the corner of  Coal and Edith Avenues.  This woman was staggering up the street. I don’t know her story, but I can bet those are not flip-flops in her paper bag. It was a rather powerful moment when I realized she was barefoot.

Shoes, Not Corn

Shoes, Not Corn

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