Where I do a lot of my summer writing or visit walking.

I hide out in a aweful war memorial, not because I like the weapons, but because most people don’t approach it.

Like… In that picture there are 4 casinos and got can’t even tell, 7 more hidden behind the attack helicopter, making for 11 if you knew what your looking for. People down here just come to gamble, and avoid this sunny fucked spot, to might right is a train yard, immediately to my left, along the border of the parka highway, and a industrial wasteland for a mile to my rear, down to a sewage plant on the river. High crime rate, so very few cone to visit. All the Pokemon refuse to live here thankfully.

Like… that tank isn’t even real, was a single prototype from WW2, of what happens when a American Tank fucked a British one and had a hybrid baby… mixed parts. I come here cause I can’t study at home, never could, no matter when I lived, so always went out.

Can’t always do it though, go other places. They have this tiny picnic area under a roof, I sit at wherever isn’t burning under the sun.

I fucking hate this place. Why did I leave my library in Hawaii?

Gonna go walk in a industrial waste land now. Have fun people.

m.youtube.com/watch?v=Qt2mbGP6vFI

Cool,

I have seclusive spots all around the city, ever since the war the christian faith has decreased significantly giving birth to a large amount of abandoned churches, they are heavily locked up, but i have managed to dig holes/tunnels behind them allowing for secretive access… one of them hangs over the city, it look similar to this …i hang out in the bell tower, sometimes even sleeping there…done it for years, not a soul in sight, the churches i inhabit have windows you can see everybody down on the ground moving around, sometimes i just watch…

I want to find some roof top spots and maybe set up a tent. we’ll see how it goes.

Does it have an underground burial crypt? No one ever visits those places.

Opposite here, lots of places are made into a church.

My town used to be the Marxist-Fascist battleground in the US back in the thirties, we had the largest steel mill complex, only half torn down, will take another ten years to destroy the rest, but for the longest time it was the largest unincorpirated town in the US, with no elected government.

If people went on strike, the police/security would just kill them and dump their bodies… found the location of that two years back, but we decided to keep it secret given some of the elderly people have parents and grandparents down there, for hundred year old deaths… really don’t need to be part of that investigation…

This is the very unpresumptive, now abandoned city building for that era:

And near to it, like 80 yards away, one of the few surviving examples we have left of the old fascist architecture… Was for a while a credit union, then abandoned after Bill Clinton destroyed the economy here… now it is a church. You can see the giant eagles all over it, mimicking the Nazi example… We never had the swatzikas, but we had all the art of that era here, to the left if the city building was the old research and development labs, had the nasty ass fascist art all over the front of it. Was blown up a decade ago… And several still mills behind it. Only a few abandoned mills are left, and a still functioning tin mill.

50 Yeats ago, you would have a very hard time seeing these buildings across the street at times. Pollution was thicker here than any other place on the planet.

We even have a children’s book about it:

No Star Nights

That cover is from the hillside just behind this city building.

Prior to this my town was just know for it’s horrific Indian genocides, during Lord Dunmore’s War, lead directly to the American Revolution… the steel mill changed the areas character though into a polluted fascist hell hole.

I’m gonna continue my walk through thus industrial nightmare and abandoned homes.

When you hear Libertarians and Austrian Economist lambast NIRA, they often times indirectly reference this very place.

Not the one’s i hang out in, but most other ones have graveyards around the churches, so i imagine they maybe have burial crypts too. I stay away from the ones that have graveyards, out of respect…got to let the dead rest…besides if the police ever caught me, it really wouldn’t make me look too good standing over graves with a shovel…i doubt they would buy my real intentions of just digging a small tunnel to hang out in an abandoned church…because like nobody ever does that… you would have to understand my personality and my quiet nature to believe it… even then, they would probably just interpret it as something dark, grave robbing, or necrophilia and the like…and the way i look doesn’t do me any favors either…

Show me a picture of the church lock, and your internal setup, if your homeless and are just squatting in a old, abandoned neglected church property, given christianity has a responsibility to house the poor, I can try to identity the key type and teach you the basics of key impressioning, so you don’t need a shovel, can just make a key and use the side door.

If it is a recent closure, or your just fucking around and not in need of shelter though, your stick using the shovel, I’m not interested in ruining a resaleable property for kicks and shit.

I practice breaching old industrial buildings, will take a picture or two in a few days of a old abandoned complex I did a while back. We got lots here. They always got the cheapest locks, was hoping for expensive several hundred dollar ones, but it is always the cheapest… nobody raiding abandoned buildings ever stop and take the locks, so I thought I would have a landmine to resale from the rust belt… it is good practice none the less, start from a woodline and time myself as I rake through each lock moving.

There is honestly nothing to do here.

Turd, that’s pretty far removed from where i am, yours looks like a rocket launch site or something, has that Nasa sciencey feel to it… where i am we are raised among gothic victorian structures, closely knitted throughout the city, smalls roads, heavy traffic, alleyways, etc…you can’t really see any open spaces, unless you got outside of the city into the hills… i guess you can say its something like a gothic newyork city… i was born in the centre of it all too, this explains the deterioration of my mental health after having being exposed to the vast quantity of the human condition with their desperation to extract from the central location.

Being born and living in the same spot for almost 30 years has had it toll on me too, in the sense of perception as im so use to being surrounded by stuff…open clear spaces give me nausea and fill me with anxiety and fear, overloads me or something due to the lack exposure. Even with those pictures you posted, open spaces like that are surreal to me… sometimes i go outside the city into an open field, to challenge it, i can only stay so long until i start feeling dizzy and ground feels like its moving from beneath me, then i lose my sense of stability, some kind of weird depersonalization happens…then i frantically rush back into the city where i return to being a mannequin again.

i don’t really create homes, the city is my home…i’m not houseless though…it’s just another place to chill. I’m not really comfortable picking locks or breaking anything, the way i see it is if i don’t actually touch anything then i’m good, i’ve developed a way where i can get in without really touching the building from the outside or the inside, with exception of staircase and floor. I can’t afford to be arrested for criminal damage, ive already been arrested three times and have a five year suspended sentence.

This road looks like absolutely nothing, but it has produced more professional athletes than any other street in north America, think the official tally is 47. We aren’t including it’s very short side streets going up the hill to the left… just the main road.

Don’t underestimate that basketball hoop, it produced a few NBA players.

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These two pictures above… The community center and church, then the large school with it’s sports center, made that happen. It was the most polluted spot in America, perhaps the world at the time. I’m not exaggerating, many listed the area as the worst, and this neighborhood had it pretty bad. During segregation it was the black neighborhood, but it was the first to get a black person holding a doctorate to teach, and he built the most amazing sports community ever… desegregation started early because all the whites saw how successful the blacks were doing, and did whatever they could to get their kids on the team. It wasn’t from any particular success in the breeding program, this county is the most northern county in the country you could own slaves in, in the US… And us only three miles wide. If a slave wanted to leave, you couldn’t really stop him, so it wasn’t from superior breeding, but education.

We stopped producing world class athletes during the Clinton administration. Largely unheard of, but like In Khaldun pointed out in the Muqadimmah, communities preserve vestigial remains of earlier eras, after the main industries died off. This “sportz center” is one of them.

That, or breathing in massive amounts of pollution makes great athletes.

These fucking inbred fucks… Look at the no trespassing sign… This is why we made first cousin marriage illegal. Before the steel mill came, these creepy fucks lived here… since prior to the revolution. Yes, the chance of having bad mutation leading to documented diseases in a first generation incest case is only a couple percent above the average… but you add this after so many generations of doing it. You get that.

That is the very incomplete memorial to the street, for making more athletes than any other street… right across from incest house. We landscaped it in classic West Virginian “I don’t give a fuck if people see this” landscaping. Threw rocks down. Not even half the names up there for the various sports.

Abandoned bridge. They threw rocks on it on this side, mounds of dirt on the other side… So people don’t drive. We got some bad traffic barriers, one down by the river people keep smashing into, I will take a picture of it, funny as hell. It is a barrier to a non existing bridge, across the Ohio river, people regularly crash through it. I’m impressed with their stupidity. Pay fucking attention.

SUV I bought in Ohio last year, I can’t legally register it here, cause of the rust and broken windshield, so it will be my last step after starting this business in a month or two in becoming fully mobile and self sufficient once more. I got new tires for it, engine is great I can lie down in the back fine, just can’t afford the registration, licence, and constant gas yet. Will soon, once I do… I’ll spend 9/10th of my time increasingly eastward in Pennsylvania, till I can afford a a newish cargo van. Just gonna build up from there. You learn after being homeless the importance of having a vehicle capable of being lived inside of, even if you don’t need to, it is always on the back of your mind. I will never live in a brand new passenger car… the kind smears own, so I would never buy one. A van, yeah.

I was born in San Andreas, California… lived in Stockton, yuba city, Sacramento till age 9-10, moved here.

Then went into the military, Alaska. Then I lived in a variety of cities… Every climate.

This isn’t really wide open… It has a population density of 20,000 for three miles wide, 4-5 miles long. Just… We can’t build on the side of hills, so it looks like a little valley, that’s it.

In order to go to a restaurant NOT KFC or Long John Silvers I gotta climb that fucking hill and hike three miles through suburbs… I arrive sweaty and heatstroked.

If it was flat, no problem, easily walked that far… but hills, and I will be sweating a massive amount, face burnt to a crisp, shirt soaked. So when I walk far, it is on a hike, not going to do something like eat. Now… I get dropped off sometimes to hike back after eating, just… I arrive back nasty.

That us summer. Fall not a issue. When I got stuck in that rainstorm, in the abandoned concrete shed, it was like that… walking back.

I got a picture of it, didnt know how to post it then, look at my description, everything is the same, including the bent metal door:

I’ve been all over North America. Lived in some strange places, both highly urbanized and deeply rural. This is between.

If you watch the Movie “Super 8” by JJ Abrahms, you will see thus community, they try to pass it off as Ohio. It avoids the much more modern areas up on the hill, or the neighborhood with nothing but middle class suburbs, or nothing but mansions.

You gotta hike 5-6 hours to get to wide open nowhere. Or drive 40 minutes and be in the middle of Pittsburgh, PA… very busy.

Four hours into my eight hour walk right now. Lots of baby animal pictures, don’t know if the one of me holding a deer came out right, gonna check soon.

Dehydrated.

Dammit, no, just my beard, it started kicking when I held it in one arm, trying to get my phone right.

Here it is:

And a baby feral kitten on the railroad tracks in the woods along the Ohio River, I walked to the town north of me:

My horribly, half sunburnt, half albino vitigilo face… It will swell red tonight, then turn neon pink, then turn a more palitable color in a few days, I am 8 miles in on a walk on a very hot and humid day, so don’t judge too hard.

One day in philosophy.

I’m very swollen, dizzy, covered in dirt, in front of the fan.

May I suggest a hat next time TF? as burning is not good for the skin.

No, I burn, whole damn point. Vitigilo skin ages slower, much, much harder to get sun related cancers, burning is the only thing that can tan my spots.

I will reply in the Vitiligo thread.

No, I won’t look.

Fine! I’ll reply here… talk about awkward :icon-rolleyes:

Wait, I’m gonna go eat breakfast.

Oh!
I can somewhat relate to that… because since I’ve been staying out of the sun (for various and many reasons) I have now started to experience reverse freckling/mottling and spotting.

The reverse freckling, mottling and spotting are the same shade as the palest parts of my body (which is yellow :laughing: ) so I’m not that worried about it. Were you housebound for a long while TF? and therefore your tanning-memory has given up… like mine has.

Don’t you mean late lunch/early dinner? :confused:
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I forgot to ask (in my previous post) why does vitiligo skin age more slowly than regular skin? what properties does it possesses that makes it so?