Although I haven't taken that step of blatant trespassing into old factories and other structures, I have started to poke my head through windows and set foot in a few small buildings in a few ghost towns - with my head always on a swivel and my eyes wide open.
It's when you look inside, peer through a window, step foot through a door, that you get the real sense of silence, feeling of emptiness, loss, and abandoned dreams...
Sometimes it feels like you're telling a story through pictures even though you have to fill in the details in your imagination...
You come across scenes of a life abandoned...
And dreams lost, "progress" taking its toll on small town America...
Looking out towards the morning sun, this view used to frame the promise the day held...
Sometimes I feel like a voyeur of broken dreams...
Nikon D7000, Nikkor 16-85 DX VR (first two, last two photos), Nikkor 10-24 DX (third photo)
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