sometimes the things we fear

sometimes the things we fear become the last remaining pieces of who we were and sometimes those pieces become more beautiful and powerful than the fear ever could have been.
Eastern state penitentiary was designed to strike fear into the hearts of its inmates, and im sure at its height it did the job quite well. Now its remains, mark the end of an era. an era when vaulted ceilings hand crafted wood molding and artisan iron work were the norm, but those times are long gone.

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