Sunday, February 15, 2009

Knowing your city

Here and there one can still find glimpses of what Tempe used to look like.

The horse lovers.


The fence.

They did not move.

More fence.

It's like living in a different zone, right in the middle of concrete. The rooster was going wild, chasing chickens. For a few moments, we were enveloped by the sounds of a farm.

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