I love this little-known passageway in my neighbourhood and I always take every opportunity to use it. You head between two high houses rising up on either side of the narrow walkway and enter a tunnel for about 20 metres or so, before coming out right in front of the Carmelite church. While at night you could easily conjure up Jack the Ripper creeping behind you in the dark, during the day I love ducking into the secret nook.
As I walked away from chandelier (if one can call it a chandelier), I wondered what its story was and who had placed it there. Had it come from the church, staggered across the street after giving its confession and lay there to die? Was it cast off in favour of a swanky new glittery light?
Or had it made a break for freedom, tired of lighting interiors and desperate for the natural light of day?
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This made me smile. Perhaps it was lonely and looking for someone to take it home. Cheers~
I like the break for freedom scenario. You should name it.
This must be a city thing. Several of my kids live in urban areas, and they say the same thing, that stuff just shows up, and then it's gone. I live in the suburbs, and if I left my unwanted things out, they'd stay there forever and I'd get ticketed by the city.
That's random, but it must be so exciting seeing different things.
Most likely it was tired of hanging around ;-)
Interesting post.
If you keep your eyes open you can see the strangest things around a city. In this case it has the side benefit of preventing you from tripping over.
Al
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