Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Found Text

A little dark door, hidden quiet inconspicuously between two very high walls which hold great buildings.

This door is just big enough to let two people through.

Old, wooden and hinged with raught iron. As it swings open, there is a very long alleyway which feels quite encroached

There, at the very bottom, is exactly what I hadn’t been looking for. This building, in comparison to its surroundings looks very small, but it is not. It has stood here for years.

Though in great need of repair it has stood the test of time and in actual fact should be held as one of our greatest surviving monuments.

No-one seems to know that it is here, in this location, except for the church goers and the priest that preaches here.

Do you know where I am?

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