Thursday, July 17, 2014
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It's a pity that people let it come this far. Does anyone still live there?
ReplyDeleteThat does not live up to the blog name Eye Candy, really does need to come down
ReplyDeleteSome people like sugarless candy. :)
DeleteHow sad!
ReplyDeleteSomethings need to get bad before they get better! Tom The Backroads Traveller
ReplyDeleteBet the neighbors aren't too pleased!
ReplyDeletei like the perspective of this shot. we have so many homes here, in this condition or worse. we lost so many homes to the change in the economy and also to super storm sandy!!!
ReplyDeleteIt is a pity.
ReplyDeleteNeeds some TLC!
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure it can be salvaged... looks like it's too far gone.
ReplyDeleteIt must be even worse inside or someone would have plucked it for a decent price and fixed it up.
ReplyDeleteIt will probably eventually be dozed and a new one built, assuming the property is for sale at some point.
ReplyDeleteI never understand this kind of thing!
ReplyDeleteThis place looks as if it may not have been very well built to begin with. There were lots of places like this in California before I left - many bad lending practices, people overextended their credit, and high unemployment didn't help.
ReplyDeleteI wonder why the television dish is still on the roof.
ReplyDeleteThe sooner this place meets the wrecking ball, the better.
ReplyDeleteOh, I bet the neighbours aren't too happy!
ReplyDeleteBuildings such as this always excite my interest. They hold such possibility - admittedly it's possibility out of my reach but that's what dreams are often like. I imagine it might be cheap enough for me to buy so I could live there. (It wouldn't be!) I imagine what I'd do with it. (I couldn't - I'm not a builder!) Only after do I think of the people who lived there and wonder if they were happy - whether they were relaxed about life which is why this happened, or poor so they couldn't afford to maintain the place, or unhappy or ill. Such history! It's odd how we all (well, many of us!) like photos of old barns and dilapidated windmills and the rust on corrugated iron. Abandoned farm machinery can tell as much pain as an un-painted house - yet both are romantic in their way. Odd.
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