I’ve passed this building and these stairs a thousand times, but only on a recent trip to Boston did the light catch it just right to reveal the beauty of the intersection of humanity and sky. The brilliant blue of the day (which would prove to be fleeting as the sky soon faded back into winter gray) finds reflection in the windows of the building, while the newly-painted stairs ascend ever-upward, like some fantastical Mary Poppins world that is partly-drawn, partly-imagined, partly-painted, and partly-real. Chimney smoke and chalk drawings. A step in time and the string of a kite.
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