alleys...just the name seems to conjure up a sort of feeling of the unknown...

"oh...this isn't looking good..." i was referring to...you know what; let's start at the beginning

i figured i didn’t need to attract attention pulling in there at the time. no…i wasn’t planning anything illegal or crimeworthy.

at first faint, they became more vivid. it started off as a rather bright yellow hue similar to color of real butter. it began...

"we often miss opportunity because it's dressed in overalls and looks like work" thomas a. edison

“all the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.” ― leo tolstoy, anna karenina