I've been checking out store window fronts for a new photo idea. I found this old time shoe store, recently gone out of business, in the middle of downtown Winston. The single shoe, wooden and dusty and all alone, stood like a poetic reminder of loss surrounded as it was by so much musty white carpet and that lonesome band of plastic ivy. At the time, I knew I hadn't quite captured the image, so figured I'd come back. Only problem was I waited three days. Big mistake. When I finally got my lazy ass down there, a huge for rent sign leaned against the window, propped up by - you guessed it- that lone shoe.
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