“What you don’t do can be a destructive force.” E Roosevelt
Just when I think I have pretty much captured most of Prescott’s downtown architecturally in some way, shape or form, something new will emerge (or rather, I will stumble upon it). I’m not quite as attracted to these abandoned scenes as I used to be but I still think it’s an interesting piece of human nature. Why would a shop owner allow this? Why does the graffiti say X and √ instead of say, X and O and what did the graffiti look like before it peeled away? Who would dare to sit there? And the last question (and maybe the most important one), why do I even ponder theses things?? Visually, I liked the door color and all the different textures. But only as a spectator!