Street Food

By which I mean, food spotted on the street. This empty box of Dots was perched lightly atop a discarded Christmas tree sitting curbside yesterday. Its bright cheeriness held such promise – even though it was empty – of the chewy jewels it once contained. The bright colours set against the evergreen, which were what caught my eye in the first place, made it seem like an ornament. Thoughts of movie theatres and candy machines as I walked along down the street.

 

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