A CLOSED WAREHOUSE

 

It lived many lives. Once a thriving warehouse for the textile industry, carefully maintained and grand. Then the decline. A reprieve of sorts when a large furniture store occupied it for a time. Even that swept away, leaving the three giant buildings alone. Like birds picking at the bones, a few small businesses moved in. You wondered as you walked around what the work inside was like. Were there ghosts from the past who walked with the workers under dim lights in the dark recesses of the place, whispering "be wise move on." The remains of the giant buildings too big to capture in one walk, only threads of life there and a road out…