The Night Outside
They've strung up lights on the trees lining the road outside my place. Have been meaning to take a picture since Christmas but didn't get around to it until tonight. The road feeds off the PIE and is usually bustling until the witching hour, with the occasional roaring engine and maniacal laughter ringing out in the dead of the night.
There's no lullaby in the world quite like the one composed with the music of night traffic.








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