
The answer is that where you see a rundown building, I see the past. I can imagine this building in its full glory, with its bright orange bricks, set against the azure sky. I can visualize ladies with parasols looking at the lake watching a mother duck with ducklings leisurely swimming. I can see kids skipping rocks, while their fathers are smoking a cigar and playing cards in a corner.

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Mega scrappable.
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