Lined on the third floor of an old building on a busy street corner are broken windows with people looking down on pedestrians.   Looking up, I see gaunt faces and empty stares.

Today, I came up to see what it is like to look down at the street below.  Something tells me I shouldn’t be here.  That something also tells me I shouldn’t tell my mom, or my wife, but curiosity got the best of me.

It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.  In fact, I had a very pleasant conversation with an old timer named Eddie Boy.  He talked about old times when he was in his prime, going places and such.  Times have changed.

The lease contract is about to expire.  Soon this place will be stripped down to make way for a new lessee.

Eddie Boy doesn’t play pool anymore.  The checkers table sits where a third pool table was before it found a new owner.  The bets are on the table.

He comes here to pass the time.  I might have seen him looking out the window at one time, looking down at me.  Maybe, just maybe.

Eddie Boy asked me to drop by again some other time.  I just might do that.


28 thoughts on “3F

  1. Very impressive pictures! We very much enjoy your work! The BW pictures and the people captured in such a naturalistic way…. That is incredible!

    We are three young passionate photographers from Germany and would be pleased if you would come over and have a look at our page, too!

    Thank you in anticipation,

  2. I love this series. I launched into street photography and your photos invite me to continue to reach such a level. Keeping track of a place that will disappear, give more value to this series!

  3. Ohmigosh! I wish i was half the photographer you are! Your truely inspiring to me. It’s good to know that there are people, like you, taking photos of the world inspiring people like me to take photos and express creativity.

    • thank you, Alessandro. I am just as happy to have visited this place before it will be closed for good, the same as what happened to one of the shops I featured in January 2012 – the shop by the corner. The shop has been around for decades but has now given way to a new shop owner.

    • the blue chalk, powder on the hands and shirt, scratched cue balls, the crack of the break…. I’ve had my share of pool hall days too. Yep, they bring back good memories. 🙂

  4. Sometimes, “curiousity kills a cat”, thank God this one didn’t. Thank you for a great story and wonderful images, of life on the third floor!

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