40 flights…45…50. His legs strained under the load of more than 100 pounds of gear. He would feel this tomorrow, for sure, but for now, adrenaline and the drive to help, to get to where he could help, kept him climbing. A seemingly endless stream of frightened people pushed past him on their way down. Somewhere around the 50th floor, he began to see signs of the fire. A man clutched his…
Some might call it a blight on the urban landscape, ugly and intrusive. Others see it as a vital facilitator of communication.
Beach house, Las Conchas, Puerto Peñasco, Sonora, Mexico