© 2010 Gin end of excess

End of excess.

“Sæglópur, á lífi, kominn heim.”
- Sigur Rós

I turned down the little alley, not really knowing anymore whether I was even heading in the right direction. An empty panel shop to my left; ruins beyond a mesh fence to my right. White eyes staring beyond a glassless window frame. Weeds claimed back man’s work and concrete crumbled with time.

A little further and I tumbled out of vacancy into the busy street again. Just like that, an unseen door had closed behind me.

Photos: Abandoned building, South Melbourne.

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