I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Urban poetry
I wouldn't want to have to rely on this fire escape in an emergency (and the boarded up windows are a sign that, fortunately, no one will) but I am curious about just how it got so damaged, wondering what could twist and distort metal that's sitting a couple of stories above the street.
I took this picture in the summer and the building's a parking lot now.
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