Two buildings, almost touching, stand next to each other on a skinny side street. They are tall, gray, and stained with abandoned phone lines pressing against hard cement. A connection is lost. From the alley crack smooshed between them, there is a black paved road that separates one from the other. Together they stand apart.
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I always wondered about “alleys” and then I did some research. Seems in our city, the regulation is that buildings must be touching each other OR they must be a minimum of three feet apart. Interesting, wondering why but still interesting.
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A poetic alleygory
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Object relations 
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