The damp morning air clings to the rough flannel of my unkempt layers as I adjust the focus on my Leica, capturing a kid in ripped jeans obsessing over a Super Nintendo display. I overhear a suit nearby complaining about digital "spam" cluttering his office, while I just stare at the morning paper’s grainy photos of the Gulf, wishing I had that new Photoshop 1.0 to sharpen the grit of reality.
Between the click of my shutter and the squeak of Doc Martens on the pavement, the world feels like it’s being rewritten in HTML and starlight from the Hubble. Everything is a blur of thermal knit and tension today, a high-contrast snapshot of a season teetering on the edge.
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The Headlines
Confrontation in the Gulf; BUSH AND GORBACHEV SAY IRAQIS MUST OBEY U.N. AND QUIT KUWAIT