The Market closing was it. The thing that made me cry (I HATE crying.) I’m tired & so sad & feeling so defeated for #Denver. Sometimes maybe it’s not ok to love a place so much. Things are inevitable & all things are temporary & you just cant put so much into a thing like a city

I’ve been going to the Market since I was a kid- walking in there felt like my old #Denver. The era of the city I felt at home in. The era the felt good-weird and the right kind of desolate most of the time. A Denver that existed when no one else was looking.

The Market made me feel fancy. Like #Denver fancy. Like Easter dress from Joslins in Cinderella City fancy. Like teenager smoking cigs on the patio & pretending you’re in a real big city fancy. Like bolo tie & jeans fancy. Like coffee after a “special occasion” DCPA show fancy.