I used to love coming to this building and wandering around inside it. I remember when I first ventured there -- it was a cold winter day. The air was brisk and the only sounds to be heard were of my feet crunching broken glass, the rustling of the leaves, blowing around inside and the occasional fluttering of wings as pigeons entered and exited from above.
This building no longer exists. It was razed to the ground a few months ago, which saddened me, despite the fact that it had been abandoned for about 15 years and was generally an eye-sore to the rest of the town. Thankfully, I still have a decent number of photos of which to remember it by.