The cleaners…
There’s a section of clothes on the never-ending rack at the dry cleaners that look like they’ve been waiting there for years. Each time I see them I can’t help but imagine what’s hidden in the aging yellow bags as the zip past.

There’s a section of clothes on the never-ending rack at the dry cleaners that look like they’ve been waiting there for years. Each time I see them I can’t help but imagine what’s hidden in the aging yellow bags as the zip past.

Thought I’d make it three days in a row of the Empire State building. What should the next trilogy be?
