His goal in life was to be an echo, the type of sound that floats around and then back down like a feather. But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans no one could hear him, or anything at all

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Wilco
Photo by my late uncle Philip Powers Jr.

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  1. scott w. h. young 23 months ago | reply

    it is beautiful, and it speaks

  2. kassadaga 22 months ago | reply

    i love everything about this, and the caption is wonderful too

  3. broken reflections 20 months ago | reply

    This is wondrous.

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