it was a very cold morning, and upon arriving we were greeted by the sound of rapid gunshots and someone in fatigues running across roof tops. the shots later proved to come from paint ball guns, but imagine our fright. we decided to venture on despite the initial apprehension. with some friendly chit-chat on my end, a treaty between their endearingly nerdy little group and the two of us had been met; there would be no gun shots in the building without a warning first.
seemed fair.
so on we went. with frozen fingers & toes, with wind slap cheeks and red noses. with 16 year old boys curious eyes, with each other, we took photos.
Where is this place? It's a squatter's heaven...
ReplyDeleteI may sell all my belongings and move there with my dog. That's the life for me...
it's in northbridge. i imagine not that far from you.
ReplyDeleteyou should venture there sometime. i'd reckon you and the pooch would enjoy it.