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  1. The second image brings to mind an image of pirates. A spirit of adventure. With the world spread out before you.

    The third image reminds me of the promise of fall. It can’t get here soon enough. I can’t wait until the leaves around me start to change color and carpet the ground.

    But that first image. I love it. The cracked paint. The rust. A moment in time that captures the passage of time. Don’t you wish it could talk?