Ballard Industrial Zone, Seattle
A man in the produce aisle of Fred Meyers picks apples furtively. He then screams SKANSA! A minute later, he screams MICROSOFT!
I walk to Ballard Blocks along 14th Ave. A young girl, waiting for her school bus, says “Hello” and waves at me with a tiny plastic hand protruding from her shirt sleeve. I laugh and say, “Good one.”
A dragon sculpture guards an old house clinging to a different century and country. Security cam disclaimer offers backup.