Sometimes things just don't work out. The interstate is built 20 miles to the east. There's no money coming in. You can't cover your loan. Your wife says she's had enough. Anything. Disaster. Whenever I'm in an old house, particularly one that's still furnished, I can't help but wonder what happened. Death? Disease? Divorce? A litany of potential transgressions and illegalities.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Hotel No-Tell
Sometimes things just don't work out. The interstate is built 20 miles to the east. There's no money coming in. You can't cover your loan. Your wife says she's had enough. Anything. Disaster. Whenever I'm in an old house, particularly one that's still furnished, I can't help but wonder what happened. Death? Disease? Divorce? A litany of potential transgressions and illegalities.
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I just have to share my humble opinion about this blog. For me it's the only interesting US based photoblog that i've come across. You have something special and personal here, not the average photoblog cliche thing.
Wow! nice shots. I want to go there!!!
I like these moody, abandoned shots. Reminds me of growing up in the suburbs...
Also, finally returning your request for Patrick's website: www.homemade.org.uk
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