Discovered a few old phone booths today on our way for lunch. I was disappointed that they were trapped behind a barbed wire fence, but it sort of adds to the feeling of sadness and longing for the good old days. Ever have one those days where you wish someone would come scrape off all your peeling paint, and shine you up like a new penny again?

2 Responses to “118: Better Days Behind You”

  1. Becky:

    A seriously cool picture Kim! The color is amazing. It screams sorrow but is also friendly because of my nature to romanticize the past. Great find!! WHERE??

  2. kim:

    I found this off of 42nd Street, I don’t even know what the street was called. It’s in the industrial area and they had a whole bunch of old treasures stashed away in the corner of their compound.

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