Was sitting and watching, waiting for the usual. See it every night, the same nothing.

They pass by working it out and with that goal in mind. Sometimes they stop and watch... or wait. Sometimes they even sit. They are joined there with all the others... all of those who have passed that spot engrained on the mind. Essential to life. Frames on the walls... there is nothing on the other sides.. just whats there on the corner.

Draw it from... like the back of...

....just another thing.

On the Corner by InTheBlackBox