Empty shops should hide behind shutters; there's something indecent about the ones that don't. They're flaunting failure, letting the side down like an uncut lawn, whispering memento mori to their neighbours.
This one on the corner of Hornsey Road and Tollington Way is acting out a ghost story (I think I mostly like ghost stories because they're about places).
It's been shut for at least two years, and this is the only sign of its owner:
No-one ever goes in but things change inside. A can of coke appears on a table then disappears. The lights turn on and, overnight, are turned off again. If this were Buffy there'd be a demon inside feeding off blight and scheming to open the hellmouth.
I miss Buffy. Many things would be explained if the Hornsey Road were on a hellmouth.
This one on the corner of Hornsey Road and Tollington Way is acting out a ghost story (I think I mostly like ghost stories because they're about places).
It's been shut for at least two years, and this is the only sign of its owner:
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| Would bills really make it look worse? |
No-one ever goes in but things change inside. A can of coke appears on a table then disappears. The lights turn on and, overnight, are turned off again. If this were Buffy there'd be a demon inside feeding off blight and scheming to open the hellmouth.
I miss Buffy. Many things would be explained if the Hornsey Road were on a hellmouth.
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