This is Terry. Homeless. Kind of quiet, but with a certain glimmer in his eye.
Fremont Street is a fascinating place. There is this collision of so many faces and cultures and plights and agendas. I absolutely love it.
There are certainly sad moments, like the time I spent with Terry. I'm not sure what to do to help.
But there are many, many happy moments, too. Just like life. Well, life with craps tables nearby. Which there should always be, by the way.
2 comments:
Certain glimmer? More like two-tone! Very striking.
That nose tells a frightening story.
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