Image by kenne
A beautiful day
I wait at the walk-up bar
At New York-New York.
The spring air is dry
As misters spray overhead —
Makes the air special.
The gaming goes on
Much to her delight inside
The casino halls.
My pint of Bass Ale
Getting low in the glass mug —
Time to order food.
— kenne
“If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn’t need to lug a camera.”
— Lewis Hine
