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I put the rest of my change in her bucket and asked if I could take a picture. I never made it past her walls.

My entry for Photo Friday: Abandonned and Moody Monday: Crushed.

[edit] After relating this story to people that are more knowledgeable with the downtown scene, it appears that her walls were not psychological in nature. This lady is blind and she probably never heard my voice above the sound of the traffic and the music.