Scott and I head down to Philadelphia.
Some of it whooshes by under under glass.
Some of it is vintage, chrome and powder blue.
Some of South Street sits there as you walk.
Some of it is lit with bulbs and framed with spraypaint.
Some of it is lit with bulbs and framed with snaky lines of hungry patrons.
Some of it looks like it's walking away on its own.
Some of it goes "crash bang boom".
Some of it goes "boom boom" and looks like it goes "bang bang".
...And then there's former student (and graphic designer-to-be) Mike Perrotti.
He's a little bit of all of the above (and he'd be the first to admit it). It was fun catching up with him.