The drainage ditches cutting across the metropolis usually seem like unsightly wastes of space. Ugly and empty, they lie like painful scars. When the heavens open as they did yesterday, however, the ditches quickly fill with angry water. There's rarely any middle ground.
2 Comments:
At 9:44 PM, Spyder said…
And there's always some yahoo who thinks he can get across.
At 3:01 PM, Happy In Bag said…
Oh, it's always so tempting, Spyder.
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