Posts from the ‘Pittsburgh’ Category
A long row of windows on a fabricating shop, with a long row of houses on the other side of the street.
Abandoned storefront windows, a moment frozen in time.
I decided a while back to carry a cheap camera with me at all times, just in case I see something amazing. The sunset was beautiful last night.
It ain’t your daddy’s North Side.
Even I am old enough (am I really that old?) to remember the tenement blocks, the prostitutes, the falling-down buildings. But Duran Duran stopped in the Rosa Villa once, so it couldn’t have been that bad. Jimmy was a good bartender – never made you wait. This was back when co-workers socialized and even stayed out late without calling spouses. Nobody seems to miss the old days, though.