Monday, November 30, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Castlepoint.
This is such an eerie place at night when it rains. You can hear water trickling through cracks in the roof that simply shouldn't be there, and almost hear the iron jacks holding it up rusting. I shop here often, but only because I like living dangerously, and enjoy the thrill of making it out alive.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
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