4th street promenade


I was scouring the archives for a project when I stumbled across some old photos of the building/street where I work. Odd how the street doesn’t look too much different now (until the towers go up, anyways)… 
I daydream and gaze out of the top middle window and I have a view of the building where my grandparents met and fell in love. (once again, until the towers go up)
Oh and the building is most definitely haunted. (Apparently there was a murder but I have no definite knowledge on the matter, and they used to have “sexy parties” in the basement during the 70s.)