After the asylum, my hosts introduced me to the legendary oasis of Wawa, then we continued on to South Philly to see a church, which I know almost nothing about, except that it’s in Philadelphia. That being said, it’s certainly better than any of the abandoned churches in Buffalo!
At least no one has ever done this to me… apparently I still have farther to fall into ignominy.
Every time I see an abandoned piano I want to play it… then I wonder if someone would hear the music and decide we were better off caught.
This is the kind of picture I never thought I’d see.
