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I set out today to photograph one specific dumpster for my Dumpsters of Minneapolis project. It caught my eye after Funk Fest at Sociable CiderWerks, and I had to go back to get a closer look. Unfortunately, it was trapped behind a high security fence with no trespassing signs everywhere and lots of important-looking people doing mysterious things roaming back and forth. I didn’t want to chance it. Defeated, I drove away and parked next to Spyhouse on Broadway. I looked up and saw the street sign for Central Ave, and decided I’d walk it today instead.
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