quiet on our side
it doesn't get any easier
a man sat at the bottom of the staircase screaming for someone in their room
over and over again
hurry up, hurry up
there wasn’t anyone else
the woman at the office let me walk around without any trouble, explaining myself and my purpose
she said she wouldn’t answer any questions, i get it
the motel next door told me to leave
i can’t blame them
the Yamaha motorcycle almost took on a life of its own
i have never seen anything like it
you have to look out for yourself for once
don’t keep waiting but i’m wrapped up in intimate memories
this terrible memory
i love seeing older RVs around town
it was the first thing i noticed when i was walking up
there was lots of police activity across the street at another motel
quiet on our side, i'd rather keep it that way
i’m just here to document what will be removed at one point
just like me
removed