As seen in this image, and I’m unsure of any of the back story, or, for that matter, what happened. I liked what I saw the first time, looked like an old-time cafe, the inspired yet insipid tile-work on the front of the building, reminded me of an era gone by. Long gone.
The building is now gone. Disappeared. And once again, I seem to chronicle urban decay and rejuvenation, usually focussing on the decay.
Haven’t had a girlfriend complain yet, though, about me liking old stuff.