“Can’t you never let such an unfortnet as me alone? An’t I unfortnet enough for you yet? How unfortnet do you want me for to be?” -Jo, the sweeper boy, from Bleak House by Charles Dickens.
I am constantly amazed at the richness of opportunities for the taking of photographs in abandoned buildings. This one was no exception. By the time I reached the second floor, I was rushed for time and couldn't stay as long as I wished. This, someone snarkily reminded me, is known as a Problem of Abundance.
STANDARD UNDISCLAIMER: I did not stage this photograph. I played it as it laid.