Where once stood an endless parade of contradiction of beauty and destruction, are rows of huge homes where soft lighting and sidewalks reign.
Though I understand the need to rebuild, I miss those days of prowling through the huge abandoned buildings. I remember the extraordinary architecture and the beauty of overgrown gardens, ponds and trees. All of that is gone now.
I am happy for the people who live there. They will likely never know of the adventures we once had.
I am grateful for the memories! Happy New Year.