What we think is a furniture factory, on Sycamore street in Buffalo. I came here once in 2009, it’s changed a bit since then, less building more nature. Things haven’t been going as planned for a while so I figured I’d let anyone from my group go with the UR UrbEx club. The result was mostly weird: Nate and Amy, firmly rooted in the “other” school of urbex, came in with stealthy looks and respirator masks, and generally way out of place. It will be interesting having them around for the rest of the year…
Nate sees something on the floor
One of Buffalo’s few decent graffiti spots
Just a brick wall but I like it for some reason
The sun pours in liquidly
There’s got to be some deeper meaning to this
