What a nice corrugated wall. Give it a couple of weeks and the taggers will find it. All that nice sliver will be covered in graffiti. Weeks? What am I saying? Weeks, sheesh. Days. Maybe hours. You know it. I know it. If you look towards the far left of the picture you can see a boarded up window. It’s already been tagged.
On the other hand, it doesn’t look like anybody has tried to break into the interior. Yet. Not even me. I just took the picture through what look bars in a jail cell. Not that I would know. But, I do watch movies. Heh, heh.
Anyway. It’s an old gas station and car repair shop. That’s what I thought. A neighbor confirmed it. Whoever owns it is doing a great job keep it clean and tidy. It is for sale. But what you see is what you get. Four walls. No roof. Except for what I’m guessing was the office.
The pictures. Yep. Lots of post production. Once again I’m trying to help you see what I felt. I did wander around for a bit. I was trying to find an easy way in. It don’t really think it mattered. Everything is as you see it.
Wait until you see what I found in the lot across the street from this place. I don’t know if they go together. But, both are from the same era. I’ll show you tomorrow.
Of course there is this, Again.