These are the singles I collected in the month of September. They have no home.


Salute.


We were just rolling down the street when I realized we were experiencing a Bats For Lashes moment.


Miss Pat.


The guy must’ve hit the gas a little too hard and busted out the glass of a bus shelter.


Poor guy. See the blood.


Daily miso.


LES End of Summer Jam.


El Gallo.


He’s been pimping his ride for 20 years.


A friend of mine brought his new painting to show off. The dogs are his but dinosaurs are from his imagination.


I’ve appointed myself his art dealer, so anyone seriously interested in buying this painting can contact me with offers.