It's a cut a noose down type of day as I strolled the grounds where I work. A stay on main type of place mirroring a skid row background. Walking through hallways like a prison guard, enclosed in a row of right side windows, doors to the left, a centered narrow walkway. A room with a porcelain white bathtub, empty, a whisper of someone's screams. Bullet pierced windows along side "the yard". A court yard with a filled in pool growing its own garden full of birds and green leaves. Feral cats begging at numbered doors. Lettered blocks, and doorbells. A bare bones space, offering a writers dream at an affordable cost. Paranormal esque.
I wander. Vacant stair wells dimly lit and open aired leading to outside entrances. An Abandoned tiki bar filled with the laughter of the ghosts who toasted poolside. Stanley hotel moments. A liminal dream like quality after hours.
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