There’s Nothing To See Here

I’m fascinated by stairs to nowhere.  And bridges.  And doors.  These things, of course, are related on some level, and psychologically rather simplistic to translate (perhaps I want to be somewhere else, or I haven’t found what I’m seeking).  These particular stairs are accessible, but go nowhere.  They simply end.  They lead to a short cement landing, and then nothing.  An empty lot.  A large empty lot, considering it’s supposed to be something like a city.

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