The Museum of Destruction, Part II
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With the cats out of the way, we had time to explore the museum... although there wasn't anything left by way of actual exhibits. |
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Ticket booth. |
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Kat couldn't help but answer the phone since that's what she does about a gazillion times a day at work. |
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No joke. A rubber chicken (on the right). |
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One of the file cabinets confirmed the place was formerly a museum, although it wasn't clear what it exhibited. |
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The date on the newspaper: 8/26/05. |
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It looked like someone was after the copper pipes. Of course, they stopped which probably means one thing: They didn't use copper pipes in this place. |
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Interestingly, they had time to work up this display about hurricanes Camille and Katrina. At least I assume this was made before the first floor was all but wiped out. |
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Someone else picked this up, not us. Note the break in the dust. |
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In case you missed the rubber chicken in the previous shot (not the same one as from the office). Note also the cat footprints. |
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Looking down to the first floor. That's apparently the mast and sail of a boat... I think. More about that in a sec. |
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The elevator shaft. |
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Kat found a closet full of xmas decorations just a few days too late. |
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Most of the windows were covered over with a tarp like this. That they had these on hand says everyone knew this day was coming. |
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The sextant lamp was neat, and probably a great conversation piece. |
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Back down the stairs. Note the mold spots. |
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Downstairs elevator. |
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Here's the boat I promised you Lost fans (all three of you masochists that still bother to watch that teasefest). |
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A look back up at the balcony where Evita
was supposed to make an appearance.
BTW, there's no glass in most of the pane in that window. |
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