second floor, downtown dayton; a small apartment, hardwood floors, plaster flaking from the walls. screams, of joy, laughter, and occasionally of struggle, would fill my days, as the elementary school across the small brick street was constantly at recess or in gym class outside. a rusty cable was strung from a faded post, barricading a driveway onto the playground that had never been used as long as i had lived there. now there's just chain link fence...
Nice composition, framing, and background. I'd like to see the DOF held for all the foreground, and maybe some flash fill to show the texture of the cable more. I like the story too. Nice job. Regards, David