This is my favorite single room in the city - formerly a bank lobby built in the early 1900s (it still has the old teller windows and signs for the vaults), it's currently empty. I can't fathom why it isn't being used for anything, nor why it's nearly always empty and alone when I visit it. But that's honestly part of its appeal. Faded beautiful, silent and echoey, dim-lighted and private, just waiting for a new function. Although part of me hopes that it stays this way forever, a museum piece, visited a few times a day by people who wander onto the wrong floor of the busy building it inhabits.
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