Atlantic Ave & Clinton St, 1990.
Constantly bombarded by stimuli on a daily basis, our brains are forced to decipher what's worth noticing and, alternately, discarding. And while we typically live in the egocentric existence of our psyche's filter, from time to time we're afforded the opportunity to reassess our trash in light of another man's treasure. It is during these experiences when the our pace of life falters to the speed of a more appreciative drum and we're able to look around for missed moments and second chances. Enjoy!
(Note: Article is Excerpt from This Short Story.)
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