The cold air in the garage dulled my headache enough for me to take some pictures of the some late-night parking-garage eirieness.

It's easy to hate the light cast by so many mercury vapor lights. For that reason it's odd when I find myself moth-like and kind-of drawn to the hard lines and ugliness that they project. I'm sure this isn't the best picture that I've posted on here, but at the moment I took the shot it seemed perfectly in synch with the way I was feeling. So. Hmm.
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