The illustration Friday prompt this week is worn. I spent the end of the day in S.F. yesterday, through the Presidio, determining that as I couldn't see the Golden Gate Bridge I wouldn't shoot that scene there, to the Palace of Fine Arts, then to Coit Tower. This might have been about the distance Vincent Parry walked in Dark Passage, although I have to admit I hadn't had ninety minutes of plastic surgery with a general anesthetic before starting out.
Today I am a Seamstress
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