Huntington, West Virginia is my childhood home. Where I was born and raised. And where my family still lives. I grew up exploring the beautiful decay and abandoned industrialscapes that once boomed here some time before I met the…
It’s fucking cold in Chicago. But I love it anyway.
February 20, 2018
Chicago. It’s not Seattle. The streets are not crowded with wafer thin androgynous boys peeled from the shiny covers of fashion magazines. The thick moustache is still popular here. The people want to talk to you. They’re interested. Friendly but…