I ran across this road by accident

But it caught my attention as I looked around

There’s so much of a difference from house to house

Some are nicer than others

I just want to document what I see

An abandoned business sits at the end of the block

The shadows I like a lot

I like the soft green on the building

There’s a man smoking on his motel balcony across the street watching the sunset

The speedboats remind me of my uncle

He took me out on his a long time ago when I was young

More dogs seem to bark at me every time I go out and do this

For how some of them might look, these homes are quite charming

I don’t hear any kids or any sign of kids

I’ll keep walking down the whole street, one after the other, blocked out windows and busted in door handles

The RV is broken down too

Children’s bikes are around the back of it, how sweet

I remember my bike as a child, but nostalgia is a dangerous thing

It’s so quiet, and the wind is burning my lips

Photos and Essay by Jake Lorge for Our Town Reno