Every time I come back here I get the feeling that this city belongs to me. It's not that I feel I belong here, but that this is my city and you can't tell me anything I don't already know. Which is arrogant, Im aware.. but it's what goes through my head. My ancestors quarried the stone that built this city. I have a written history and photos of my mother's side with addresses of houses downtown where my family resided going back 100+ years. I've walked or rode my bike down every single street in the greater downtown area. I had the bus system memorized at 12. I know the secret magical spots and where to find the ancient trees. My mom worked at the University Library for 40 years, I've been walking State Street and exploring the capital since I was a toddler. This photo is of one of the lions that crown the capital hallways. I've been drawn to them for as long as I can remember and they occupied much of my imagination as a kid.
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