The photographs of these houses were made just before they were demolished.
Because they were boarded up you could only look inside through little holes, therefore they became more mysterious and this made me curious.
One day I had the opportunity to go inside for a while. There was almost nothing left behind, but after a while I opened a door to a small room and discovered
a poem that was left behind...
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