Monday morning. 7:30 AM. Outside my window is a scene reminiscent of the of the sci fi thriller, The Mist. Just when I thought my eyes had been exposed to the the maximum amount of gray its possible to perceive, I open my blinds and yes, its even grayer. "Well" I think, being the masochist that I am, "why waste all this gray?" So off I go, sweatshirt and camera in tow to the foggiest place our illustrious city has to offer, Land's End. What more could one ask for? A hot cup of Joe, a working car, and well...lots of gray.
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