More adventures

One lonely evening, I was walking someone else's dogs.

We walked for miles and the dogs were well behaved. This dilapidated building sat at a T-intersection in the middle of nowhere. The dogs didn't like it one bit and snarled nervously as we shuffled past as quick as I could pull them along. Cause for concern? Maybe. But to a greater extent, cause to go photograph ghosts or junkies or something!

The following week I brought friends.

The place turned out to be historically important. Hence the pristine condition and maintenance.