Painting
The urban center where I lived in east Oakland had orange street lamps that illuminated the asphalt, piles of tires and the semi trucks. Smoke stacks puffed out their gray hues and the sky looked a musty purple.
The urban center where I lived in east Oakland had orange street lamps that illuminated the asphalt, piles of tires and the semi trucks. Smoke stacks puffed out their gray hues and the sky looked a musty purple.