I used to pass through this intersection twice daily taking my daughter to and from school.
On our way, I'd steal wistful glances at this once-grand ruin of some other generation's boom. I can't explain being drawn to these derelict left-overs.
The other day I was in that part of town again, for the first time since our return in October. So much had changed, but my lovely dilapidated corner had not.