I had nothing planned today. My photographer friend texted me in the morning to let me know that he was bailing. He was taking the train back to Chicago. I don’t blame him. The city is deserted. But I’m stuck here until Thursday night.
Before I started photographing protests, a lot of my photos were of street art and graffitti. So I did a quick search for street art in Milwaukee, and I found an area called Black Cat Alley, an “outdoor art gallery” in an alley. I think I got some great photos!
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