These doors aren’t the greatest, but Dr. Ackerman is a harsh taskmaster and demands “real” doors, so I do what I can.
The first doors belong to a storage van across from the recycling center. The recycling center is one of the few places I go. It’s always empty at the early hour I go, so it’s safe.
This is the back of a bank building. If you make a getaway from this door, please note that it faces a busy road.
Another place I go, also at a deserted hour of the morning, is the liquor store. Essentials, yo. The fire house is next door. Yes, I said THE fire house. It used to be all volunteer, but now I think it’s all paid.
I went past THE hospital, so I took a snappy.
And this one has a story with it.
This is a machine shop or something now, but it used to be a popcorn factory. Family business. Best. Popcorn. Ever. When my mother lived in New York state, she used to buy a couple of cases when she came to visit to take back with her. Well, the business got in financial straits due to an economic downturn. A Hollywood actor bought into it. The husband of the family was certain the actor was alienating the affections of the wife of the family, so he drove to California with murder on his mind. He failed, killed himself, nobody local would buy the popcorn after that, and the business closed. True story.
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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: A business goes bad.