A fly tours the candy, thunder moves furniture in the sky, and a clerk names towns on receipt paper.
Slug: night-shift-constellations

Rainbow sheens, a storm-grate “Edge of the World,” and the holy click of a treasure chest sealing an afternoon.

Bell-loud cups, too-small umbrellas, and puddles full of neon—Montrose, rinsed and honest.
Slug: montrose-in-the-rain

One table, one camera, shared rain. A portrait on the back of a napkin and a kiss timed like a long exposure—Chapultepec under glass.