A day in the town. Searching for open buildings and quiet carpets to make busy again. We stumble upon the old YMCA. Faded orange paint peels from the Spanish facade. My father’s memories of children’s games and dark chlorine pools linger like the stubborn paint, threatening to leave but refusing to stay.
2 thoughts on “Day 5”
Love this one…very Royal Tenenbaum-ish.
Wow I am in USA and this photo is so nice to see the Real flaws and all of Royal building in my opinion too.