Yesterday I took a walk around my neighbourhood. I found a building that had been completely destroyed from the inside and is being turned into a hotel (I think). I only had my pocket-digicam with me, and besides there were workers staring at me so I promised myself to come back with my analog+digital Canons; I did so this morning. A really quiet Easter sunday morning, nothing and no one but sunshine and bees.
There is a certain bittersweetness in buildings that are being ripped apart and in old objects that no one really cares about.
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