The Orange Edges

Back of the Yards, 2004
January in Chicago.
The rigid black film frame gives way to a blurry, bleeding orange stain. The branch finger's orange edges fading into the clouds on a cold-ass day. Smoldering behind a two-tone tan van. Lovingly repaired, née, modified. I love this van. It's little gas cap mirroring the body's color scheme and the shape of the pine plywood window. A vision in khaki. A sweet-ass ride. A warm spot on a winter's day. A living room on wheels.

I always felt like me and this van owner were already friends.

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