The devil lives in Mexico..or down-town
There are some pretty weird shops in down-town that attract me magically.
And one of them looks like this
Witnesses of times gone-by times behind glass.
Old glass bottles dug out from the sand, grinded by the sea - they have taken on the color of the ocean
A nearly hundred year old Five Roses tea advertising board
Not driven anymore, stored in a barn........
Amongst other things, at least there is company, nothing as bad as being old and lonely...
The inside of an old colonial house is now a shop. I can imagine that sitting there on that veranda must still feel pretty good.
Not young either...
This is the view over the beachfront when coming down from suburbia. Love that place. Windy and stormy sea today. Misty sky.
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