Text and Photos by Blair Truesdell
Let’s play a game of iSpy.
It’s a silent night in the neighborhood.
A studio for 1.
The highlight of the day.
We sit and wait so.. patiently.
This Christmas tree is far too big.
How does it feel?
When you point your finger at someone, three are pointing back at you.
I just need two more pennies.
Our gluten free option.
How do you define yourself?
What do you spy?
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