Not
much is left in the hollow shell of this auto body shop. But it
is certainly worth a visit. On a sunny day, light pours through
the gaping holes in the decaying roof, shining down on a tree that
has bravely sent its roots between the concrete wall and floor.
As you can see, the tree is decorated with a remnant of tubing from
the mechanic's shop. A few other items are strewn about such as
license plates and hood ornaments, but I didn't expect to find the
butt of an old shot gun. I wonder what a grease-monkey would've
needed a gun for- getting customers to pay up?