296) One of the more interesting aspects of this project has been discovering that a lot of neighborhoods have names that I’ve never heard of. For example, I’ve always known this area as “23rd and Jackson.” Google calls it “Atlantic.” I really don’t understand why, because you certainly can’t see the Atlantic from anywhere around here. It’s probably best to stick with the Central District.

I should also mention that this is yet another gritty urban statement kind of picture. In the foreground we have the beleaguered mailbox, fighting hard to retain its place in the world. In the background we have the empty shell of the Red Apple Market, a now-shuttered grocery that served this community for decades before succumbing to market forces. In the mid-ground, me.