52nd City

Christmas Creepin' II: Venice & Brooklyn

So, let's say you've explored the tunnels under Tucker and you've still got some Xmas time to kill before the familial needs kick in. What to do? What to do? Well, one option: to keep creepin'.

Let's say, though, that your first target winds up buttoned-down by security. The Venice High School demolition is well underway, but whatever agency is in charge of this effort is leaving nothing to chance. On a quick visit, a security vehicle is parked directly behind the school on Xmas and a Venice police cruiser's not far away. Man! What gives? What's in that joint that's in need of such protection? Or is the threat of arson just to high? In any event, that one's a no-go.

So, let's say you're heading back down Route 3 and what catches your eye is that the entire parking lot for Brooklyn's sin bins is... empty. One car, with a flat tire, but not another vehicle (or human being) around. And the you notice that the Fantasyland complex, burned into non-business a few years back, is wide open and ready for some quick photos. Whatcha gonna do when there's nobody, nowhere in sight? Well, you gotta go in. Then you duck when the local gendarmes show up. And you wash your darned clothes, that's for sure.

A couple minutes, a couple pics: http://www.flickr.com/photos/51252573@N00/?saved=1.