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The street, a jocund party of buildings ancient and new, spoke to the evolution of our city; yet a city is people, not bricks nor mortar. A city is the gaily waving crowd, a host of human hearts.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 19, 2023.
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The blacktop street stretches onward into the blue sky, as if it and the heavens longed for oneness.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 4, 2020.
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Raindrops come to bequeath a million sunlit crowns to the blacktop street.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 4, 2020.
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The blacktop street was as soothing as the velvet sky above.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 4, 2020.
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Longboarding on the blacktop, sailing upon that street with the wind taking me home, the city grew an aliveness that had been lacking these past few years.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 4, 2020.