This morning’s Walking Challenge travels took me to the abandoned Bradley School near my house in Brookline. I think it used to be a school for the deaf or blind. In any case, it is now defunct and creepy as shit. Looks like I found my next photo shoot location.
Get ready, Chooch.
I kept expecting a face to appear in this window…
…and for someone to push my face in this glass.
Here’s Henry’s new house.
On my way back home, some middle-aged creep in red pants stopped me, pointed to a house and asked, “Does Mike Vallatti live there?”
I gave him my usual canned response of “I don’t know” and then turned around just in time to walk into a telephone pole. Then I came to work and ate cake and a moldy raspberry.