graham (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} jake82) wrote,@ 2006-04-10 17:30:00 |
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64 pictures of an abandoned building
Yesterday I explored an incredibly large abandoned factory. I was joined by my usual exploration partner, Bob, as well as a new friend, David, from school, who I'd two days prior overheard discussing his recent exploration of an abandoned mine. There were two security guards-- a creepy older gent with circular John Lennon sunglasses, and an insanely buff young fellow doing push-ups on his knucles. Despite their intimidating appearances, these guards never once left their posts, manning a black lexus each, parked in distant corners of the complex. Certain rooms smelled like cookies. Certain rooms smelled like shit. Beautiful endless rooftops were abound, and plentiful staircases led to ever-higher floors. Mysterious objects were scattered everywhere, and we ran into a couple of mangy cable thieves, exchanging a polite chat before continuing on our ways, undisturbed. Porno magazines were discovered in gigantic mettalic structures on rooftops, and year-old croissants were rotting in fourth-floor offices. Squatters had shat in showers, and John Wayne was waiting for us on the inside of a locker in the darkest, most silent locker room I've ever seen. Enough jibber jabber, here are some of the pictures.
This is where your box of Ritz Crackers might have rolled down five years ago. Now perhaps they come from the Philippines?
The inside of the flour mill.
The cable thieves.
