Sunday, 30 August 2020
Photographer
Old shop and workshop signs stood neatly in the warehouse. All of them were covered in a thick layer of dust. There were no footprints on the ground. Even the stale air indicated that no one had been here for a long time. She stepped slow, careful steps towards the signs. She cheked the light one more time and only them lifted camera to her right eye. The clicking sound echoed in the empty warehouse but she didn't notice. She was submerged in the process.
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