Exploring the unknown. Experiencing the city from a different angle. From above. Like angels? No! Like people who broke into a door with the writing "Do not open this door". Feeling new spaces. Taking pictures . Black and white. An urban dream with shadows of grayness. Writing poems. Interacting with a sign. Words in the sky.

Layering the city and words. Staring towards the future which in fact is the past. Like in a review mirror. Fantasising about a hypothetical urban funky paradise.

Yeah, ok. Looking down is making me sick. Let's get back inside. Throgh a colored black and white hotel.

black out. why do we all wear black in the most sociable situations? to become shadows? to be ninjas?

***to be a true ninja, one must know loss...

I'm Black!

Like Man.

Like life!

Spent twenty years of it in jail

between jails

Been in jail all my life

Gonna sufha Black

Gonna dy Black

No compromis'n

No white womens

No womens in jail only the niggas

and they dont give it up

Gotta beat'em

bend them over

'Whatcha gonna do wit dat?'

"Gonna give it to ya good.'

II

'Where ya goin'?'

-home

'Wuz'dat?'

-my house...

'Y' you luk preety. Sut down here'

-getting off