Last Saturday in the Central West End, I found myself inexorably drawn to my favorite, forlorn friend in St. Louis Place, the august St. Augustine Church. The sun was setting, people were driving insanely around me, but I made it there and snapped this photo along Hebert.
A Blog detailing the beauty of St. Louis architecture and the buildup of residue-or character-that accumulates over the course of time.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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A Blog detailing the beauty of St. Louis architecture and the buildup of residue-or character-that accumulates over the course of time.
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