Tuesday, October 12, 2010

The Corrosion of Autumn

There is something corrosive about fall, in the crisp winds that toss dead leaves down the streets and the long shadows of shortened days. There is beauty in this inexorable movement, but melancholy in the reminder of decay. Autumn has arrived in Mexico City, dry and cloudless, the slow rhythm of nature overlaid on the bustling rhythms of the city.

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