Day 429: Dirty And Left Out
There's just something strangely intriguing about this place... the way it once held so much culture, and fervor. Sure it was never the Hilton, and certainly never one's PromisedLand. But it fit the need, and many a hard-worker tromped it's lands. I've wanted to shoot down there forever, and even just the small amount of time I spent there, as the sun began it's setting, completely creeped me out. But I'd visit again in good company.