~aventures du louchette flâneurse: 16ème~

December 1st, 2009

Another editing day, so more homestead images. Besides the afore mentioned bakery smells and plate crashing, one often experiences piano scales in this stairway. Seems à propos. When opening the door (mine seen here), it is into pitch blackness, day or night. Quite eerie groping around for the lightswitch. Here also is the view from my keyhole. The building itself is rather like a ship, a street parting into two at the prow. Such a sucker for old apartment buildings. The history! The ghosts!