This city is falling apart.
It's also a city in great shape.
Money pours through this city. Though as money does, it flows unevenly, surging through its open veins while other arteries are completely blocked. Grand and detailed, expensive repair jobs scramble to maintain buildings on every street. Meanwhile buildings in some of the most sought after locations in the country seem to be hanging on by a thread, with walls peeling and post apocalyptic shutters hanging outside of every crumbling window.
Which, by way of introduction, is a little of what I tried to photograph today.
And though maybe these are merely an indulgence in abstract photography, some working better than others, they are also an opportunity taken from the old city here, where what sometimes looks perfectly and charmingly maintained is really built from 300 years of crude, but effective, patch jobs. And as I took these pictures, looking closely at window frames and walls, no new repair seemed to have ever entirely occluded the old ones, and most of the new ones had a clock already ticking on the due date for the next.
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