It’s the little things.
It’s unearthing a vibrant city underneath the unyielding sprawl.
It’s riding your bike in the middle of the street with a heavy dose of sunblock across your freckled nose.
It’s watching chess games unfold: three piece suits against paint-splattered pants.
It’s reclaiming neglected urban spaces with a striped blanket and red maracas.
It’s the sound of drums from under the apple tree across the street.
It’s eating mango habanero paletas without enlisting your passport.
It’s all the little things.
It’s living.
Everyday Celebrations Photography 2010©
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