My City.

I love the city. It is crawling with human ingenuity. It is a place of convenience and a place of struggle. It is beautiful & it can get pretty ugly. Comotion pulses like a resperation of movement, a tide that ebbs and flows with people. It is alive. It has a personality, a darkside, it grows, and we can have a real relationship with our city. I love Tampa. The meek will inherit it for the kingdom of the one true livin' God.


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