The boxer

Lots of boxes. I’m seeing boxes all over the place. People in boxes, looking into boxes, boxing their days around little events written into box-like calendars likely made out of recycled cardboard boxes. This man stood in a box inside of other boxes and stared into his little box and even wore an identification card that kept all his info nice and square for whomever had to let him into a box-like building to work. Even his shirt is nothing but a series of boxes.

Sometimes homeless people sleep in that doorway at night. The window is always decorated in a way to entice a business to set up shop, but it never comes. Photography is all boxes. Thankfully, the street is angled.
The boxer
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