I really don’t know how to react to this image... a rusted out pipe draining who-knows-what straight into the San Francisco bay, but at the same time leaving strangely beautiful patterns in the sand. Kind of like strip-mining, it creates a strange kind of external beauty, when it is in fact a scar on the Earth. It is difficult to admire the beauty without noticing the scar, though.


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