Yesterday after visiting Mom in hospital I drove to a nearby town across the river. Here is a shot of the one artsy area. A few galleries, a cafe, and subsidized apartments for artists. At the top of the hill is a bookstore where I indulged in the purchase of five books. One was a hardcover. Yikes.
Also on the same street. I find ruins intriguing. Beautiful in their own way. The area has a lot of this sort of beauty. The town fathers keep trying to "revitalize" the town, and a few smalls spots get perked up, but a larger area is decrepit.