It takes time for a building to become what this one has.
Evidence of change over time is etched into every inch of this structure. I mean, it didn't become so amazingly unintentional overnight. There's the closed-up archway on the street level, dangling a hint of bygone days. Above it, the boarded up windows, like a clumsily enclosed balcony, maybe? I wonder why it was altered, and how many years might have passed since the owner quit repairing those darling scalloped shingles.