I like that desolate place as it is, because, more than a cemetery could, Six Flags Mall reminded me of my own mortality. Shopping defines us as a species.
Shopping Mall at the End of the World
David Hopkins

I love to visit (virtually) abandoned hospitals and insane asylums. Would love to revisit Bryce Hospital in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, where I worked while pursuing my degree in journalism.

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