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The Treeman Cometh: from Las Palmas to Cherokee

This afternoon I decided to post some mail at the corner mailbox and then to stroll up the Boulevard of Broken Dreams a bit just to see what I could see. It’s amazing how much you CAN see in one little block! The footage and photos were all taken before I even had a chance to cross Cherokee. I had several amazing encounters, and luckily I was able to record them. You’ve seen Treeman before. He’s absolutely amazing, but I think he scares people too much to make much money. He scares people so much that they run off before he can collect any renumeration. I hope that he has a benefactor. The last time I saw him, he was here with this uncle.

Let’s watch him scare some more people!

So I ended my trip sitting in Dolly Parton’s Rolls Royce. At least according to the gentleman who was letting people have their way with it for free. I ended the whole excursion by taking a picture of a woman getting her fortune read. Give me your palm lady, I’ll give you an honest fortune.

Good luck to you, hon! With that cleavage, I don’t think you’ll have to worry about landing a job or a boyfriend! Or you might even combine the two by sleeping with father of the children that you babysit. Now how’s that for a novella!

About Russell Smith

I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is also an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Natasha, Maxwell, Tigger and Nigel.

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