This image is too loaded with symbolism: the dull weather; the Aboriginal youth striding purposefully out of Winnipeg's North End over the Salter Street Bridge; the dark, sooty cloud attending him like a dark, hovering angel.
Did he make it out? Was he able to lift his eyes to a brighter day? Was the dark cloud replaced by something more benevolent? Or was it a bridge to nowhere?
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