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  • I saw a brass line set in the cobblestone of a sidewalk in Baltimore
    (as I was on my way to a conference)
    that marks out in sharp lines
    the boundaries of a private property.

    The line (and several others like it)
    made a perimeter around a pristine entrance
    to a bank office or insurance agency
    or some sort of institution like that

    It must have seemed so permanent when it was first set
    (enduring brass in steady stone)
    but the sidewalk has shifted with time
    and the brass lines no longer connect as they should.

    I walked past the building four times
    (twice coming, twice going)
    and on the last trip past I snuck this picture while waiting for the crossing signal
    then quickly hid my phone in my pocket so no one watching would think me a tourist.
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