|Dawn in the middle of nowhere.|
|Here's the house on the other side the street from this field.|
|Front door wide open...|
|The living room. If you can call
Note the calendar...
|...open to March 2007. Here it was a year and a half later, but that car's still a classic.|
|Lotsa junk in the next room. I was
too sleep-deprived to really take the time to dig through it for clues
about the previous inhabitants.
I'll never understand how scenes like this arise. They took some stuff, but not this stuff. WTF?
|It's certainly a spacious bathroom, but I've never seen this much exposed plumbing on anything short of a porn site.|
|Note the drying rack in the tub. Apparently this doubled as the dishwasher.|
|Featured in the first and only issue of Rustic Minimalist.|
|So they took the shaving kit but not its contents?|
|A view of one of the bedrooms.|
|In lieu of a closet, they improvised a clothes line.|
|That much have been some swinging party!
Note the open back door at the right edge of the frame...
|...Here's what was out of it.|
|Closeup: To the left...|
|...and to the right.
What isn't clear from this angle is that this is a mound sloping down from the foot of the back door to the bottom of the hill several feet below.
|Plastic bag taped around what used to be a vent through the roof. Now it's just a hole.|
|No self-respecting coke addict would be without a glass-top table like this, but one night things apparently took a turn for the shattered.|
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