The area is almost completely devoid of any life. The forests are quiet and immobile. Yet, among them are tossed out toys and mattresses and other forgotten items. They're rotting. Breaking down into the dirt with the rest of the town. An eeriness hangs over the entire area. There's an uneasiness that wafts through air as you stand looking at all these discarded items. Underground, a blaze rolls on slowly licking away the coal from dying mines. While above, the area is a boiling ghost town. Eventually, I think the flames will finish breaking their way up through the abandoned highway. From there they'll burn what's left of the town into ash. A dangerous beauty exists in Centralia.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
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