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Wide open spaces out west. Undisturbed (no cops/vagrants/security) urbexing. A photographer/explorer’s dream. Then we found THIS in the backyard of an abandoned home.
Note: it was the only thing tagged in sight.
(There WAS a nearby abandoned hardwarestore but did not appear to be a jail/firestation/courthouse of any kind or decade)
Needless to say, we got the f outta there.