Imagine picking up your prom date from this place. It seems it went from Christmas lights to vacant. When someone lives in a place the story is written. When a place is vacant the story can be many things. I always wonder about places like this. How long has it been since people lived there? What kind of people were they? How long before the building is rubble hidden by grass and golden rod? How many more images can I make before someone looks out the window? That would scare me!
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