Juants throught Watts
A sign above a church entrance, urging people to find treasure where you are. God is everywhere!
I left Olive for Main. Industry is quiet on Sunday night.
Here, my path is tarmac, paved 28 miles straight through Watts, Compton, Willmington, and Long Beach. Warehouses turn residential, cast in yellow incandescent light against cheap buildings adorned with Gregorian windows and doric poticos with peeling paint revealing its true self.
This is the main street, Main St., and here there are no supermarkets, not even fast food really. Here there are apartments as many blocks east as you can see from Main in the dark. The number of churches fascinate me for a while and I am careful taking pictures with my phone. There is a church called “New Pilgrim”. I endevour to take pictures of every church I see, then I get bored, or scared. (more…)
