Beautifully blogged:

I am reminding myself “we are in it together”. You are my brother/sister. I am picking up my own litter and stepping on my own heels because we are all connected. I have a hard time loving Cleveland sometimes. Like any substantial relationship, I vacillate in my shallower thoughts. Like any real union, I am steadfast in my dedication.

Lustfelt 4 My Rustbelt

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One Response to “Starting fresh tomorrow”

  1. michael feigenbaum Says:

    george these empty streets only shadows & ghosts of the masses of workers that poured out onto the streets of downtown cleveland the revival of euclid ave does not have sacred geometry of long past intent. i sense the slipping away of energy and creative will to finally put to bed the old guard bankers/tycoons/industrialist/molochs but as you put it, i am still walking and picking up the litter as if it was my own. i look out at the lake and smile