The Space Needle is like that friend of friends who is always in the background of group photos. We've known of each other for years, but just in passing. We hear the same gossip. And when I take pictures, there's that friend of friends: in sunlight or clouds, in the day or after dark, sometimes dressed up for a holiday. We've been witness to each other, and to this city, for a long time. For now, anyway, seeing the Space Needle signals that I'm where I belong.
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