On Prospect Avenue
I pass by this house twice per day- 8:32 am and 2:35 pm, approximately.
Of coarse I'm always interested in shrubbery in general, but there's something particularly exciting about these two overgrown specimens that tweak some hidden fetish of mine, which at this time, I do not fully understand.
I have taken over three thousand candid photos of this modest little house, sir. Yet only recently have I become aware that that window has been peeping back.
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