Posted on June 28, 2024 by dominiquefcameronPier. The wind flaps shed doors on too small hinges, ripples a delaminating plywood roof. A constant state of nearly undone. Slatted sun under the pier, rain on its way. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
very good drawing ‼️
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Thanks Frances 🙂
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