A Bridge

There is something about 35mm that always makes me view the world from a “I’m a high schooler with an eye for art” eye. It’s silly, but fun. I like how this one turned out anyway — a random pedestrian bridge in Mexico City.
There is something about 35mm that always makes me view the world from a “I’m a high schooler with an eye for art” eye. It’s silly, but fun. I like how this one turned out anyway — a random pedestrian bridge in Mexico City.
I ride up Mt Lukens often enough that I have a pretty good understanding of what it’s like during various seasons. In summer, it’s often crispy and sharp with fading colors. Early winter is often clear skied and stark before the rains start. But as we near fall,
I recently went on a very stupid little mini mission: I tried to hide as many user reviews that I could. I have grown sick of seeing a random person’s review of books, movies, video games, and whatever else. Some of this is nostalgia—I miss the days of
Over this past weekend, I was riding in the Verdugos. The weather was supposed to hit the upper 90s, but the temperatures were holding to a reasonable lower 80s in the morning due to some cloud cover. So, I decided to stretch out and ride through the entire range, which
California is one of the rare places that can close a road, where no road is.
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