High above the city it’s quite soothing to watch the bustle below, you feel above it all in more ways than just height. The towering high rises are your kin.
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High above the city it’s quite soothing to watch the bustle below, you feel above it all in more ways than just height. The towering high rises are your kin.
Abandoned buildings don’t need to be cool. We recently ventured down to the Elizabethan village in Armadale. A once bustling tourist attraction, it is now a fenced residential estate consisting of houses of the Elizabethan fashion, to some extent.
Now the domain of bogans looking to do sick burnouts and junkies looking to do sick meth, it’s a haunting place, and just thinking about the amount of people who have destroyed their lives through addiction in these walls makes the mind boggle.
Politics notwithstanding, it is a pity to see such a brilliant building in a sorry state, let alone witness it’s piece by piece destruction.
Walking down one of Key West's major historical streets I spy an old abandoned shack. Naturally the place piqued my interest. It's not everyday you get to explore the remnants of a Caribbean construction.
After venturing about various North Perth haunts, and a railway museum (it was a busy night, interrupted only by ABC’s The Elegant Gentlemens’s Guide To Knife Fighting), we phoned a friend looking for something more.
It’s an interesting quirk in the human psyche that allows you feel attachment to inanimate objects. Perhaps it’s the memories; perhaps it’s what they represent about life in general.
For us, it always begins with a jolly stroll around the entire site, to get a feel for the place and figure out where the biggest gap in the fence is.
A loud bang emanates from the centre of the room “hello, is any one in here?” there’s no reply and no sight of anything or anyone. Spooky.
Youth and boredom are a powerful combination. Imagination does not disappear from generation to generation.