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I live in the former Lowry Air Force Base, released from the government, then re-developed about 1998-2000. My school is here too. On one street where I drive often sits an old bowling alley, long abandoned by the military, appears to be lost in the way some buildings are. Someone owns the property, on a street commerce-busy, but no one has wanted to do something with it, until now. I’ve seen a HAZMAT team enter, and lots of workers going in and out with trash bags to fill the dumpsters. Yet nothing so far has been done to the outside. I wonder if it’s going to be reclaimed as a factory or something like that? It’s as large as a box store, probably had the alleys, snack bar and the old game machines, like pinball. I’d love to peek inside!
When I look at the building, I am reminded of the book The World Without Us, by Alan Weisman, imagining what happens to ‘our’ world when humans suddenly disappear. The constant drift of nature fascinates me when it is allowed to take back what it once lost. I stopped earlier this week to take a picture of the one thing that holds me, wishing it would be allowed to stay so I could see what would happen next.
Nature’s slickest trick.
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