Two dead dragonflies — perfectly preserved, pointed at the same angle, and perched in the window of a mattress store just up the block from my former office:
There’s a meaningful statement to be made in all this, but I’m not sure I know what it is. Something riffing on my reflection being visible? Is it helpful at all if I say that at the time I took this photo I was walking with the guy who replaced me? Maybe no? I don’t know. Any takers?