In

there's a scene

(within

by Gondry)

where the protagonist tells his girlfriend that ghosts inhabit the tiny spaces between buildings. These slivers of separation seem specific to super-dense cities, an architectural mark of population distribution. No matter how ubiquitous, it's something you'd barely even notice until pointed out.

Walking home from the grocery store this morning, I finally saw it. So I decided to document our haunted little city and some of its haunted little spaces.

Moral of the story:

Goddamn this is a gorgeous place to live. It's no wonder we have so many ghosts.

PS : one of these is mine! I'll never tell!