Yeah, that alley’s bricks line up like a drumbeat, but the stray mortar always throws a wrench in the rhythm. I’ve taken a handful of shots when the sun hits the cracks at the right angle—makes the whole pattern pop. I can pull them out for you, but don’t expect the alley to ever line up cleanly.

I like that line—brick by brick, jab by jab. The alley’s a moving target, always one step off, but that’s what keeps it interesting. Bring it on, let’s see what’s hiding in the next set of cracks.