October 25th, 2005
|09:53 pm - dangerous intrigue|
i found a door today, downtown, in the side of a parking garage/bank/office building. it was wide open. inside was a sterile pale yellow staircase winding up out of sight. on the door was a sign reading Office Hours 6AM-6PM. there was no indication anywhere of what their business might in fact be. i will go find out sometime. perhaps tomorrow, i will be going downtown anyway.
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i have to admit, i don't know why the hilarity is ensuing
Weird. Where in downtown is it? Those seem like really odd office hours, also. At least the 6am part does.
on railroad, there's a big sign for Bank of America parking in a parking garage. go through there and you come out in an alley with a door to the bank down a little. it's on your right as you leave the garage
|Date:||October 26th, 2005 02:18 pm (UTC)|| |
There's a corner shop near my house, with boarded up windows, lights are never on, open from about six in the morning until at least midnight, when you go in there, the scary man comes out of the back room holding stuff under a tea towel (something, don't know what it is) and growls "Wadda ya want?" at you.
Also, they have a sign, in 50's stylee, which says "come in for TEA".
It frightens and intrigues me.
|Date:||October 26th, 2005 02:19 pm (UTC)|| |
Oh, and there are never customers. Except once, I saw a guy in there on my way to uni, and he was still there, at the same table, when I came home from uni, six hours later.
My guess is it's a heroin dealership, but I could be wrong.
seems like if it were a heroin dealership they'd have way more customers
have you ever asked him for tea? or TEA?