Eve’s Big Apple

Grime evolves, you know?

At first, it’s dust…

… like a powdered donut,

if not gobbled up it could fly away.

Then it becomes g r i t.

Endurance prevails at this stage.

It’s no Everest Peak, but HELL if I’d climb it!

You get the picture.

Timeless, evolutionary grime coats the walls of our great- great- great- grandfather’s bricks.

I can’t imagine the first settler in NYC.

Could he even fathom that his broom closet has now become a kitchen?

If Godliness is cleanliness, there is no God here, in the Big Apple.

(Pre-grime pictured)

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