Ot was awesome to see and spend time with my lesbian who I missed and miss again dearly.
The night was started off with picking some Japanese plums (this is wrong) /pluquats -things.
I forget what they're called but I do believe it is the first time I have ever eaten fruit from a tree on public land in this country, which reminded me of home.
We then proceded to a formerly used building in which a certain creative-arts high school was housed and has since been empty. The only camera I have at the moment is an inexpensive point-and-shoot my picture-taking options and capabilities were few, but here's what I managed to get.
These were in the dark room that was accessed by a rotating drum closet type thing.
Painted above some stairs
Six-person practice piano, I tried to use my flash as sparingly as possible since we passed 5-0 on the way to the place; this was the best picture I could manage
air vent and downtown
If you look very closely at the skin on the back of your hand, it makes a very similar pattern to the dried up black roof stuff.
\'nuff said
Close call... We planne don entering this place to explore, but got rolled on by some cops before we went in. good thing too, because they were not lenient on trespassers.
sucks too, because we could have seen for miles and miles around.
saw this walking back to the car.
And finally, we ended the night with a tour of the last three remaining un-buffed, un-building-got-knocked-down Banksy pieces in NOLA
tribute to the Grey Ghost
was once:
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