When home was an apartment above a barber shop called Banana Joe’s, a local landmark of sorts.
When the business that replaced an old hang out goes out of business.

This town has too many memories of things I didn’t do, choices I didn’t make.


An old analog shot from and old apartment on a summer night from long ago.
When you live in a place that looks like another place to eventually move into that other place.

Some say home is a point of view. Which point of view: first person, second person, third person limited, or third person omniscient?


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