Looked Like the Moon
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The brownstone next door to my apartment has been abandoned for years; recently, the owner started demolishing the interior and clearing it out. It is very (very) loud. And as they drag out all of the debris, years of dust, mold, glass, cement, plaster, fiberglass, ash (and I can only imagine what else) clouds the air and settles on EVERYTHING in sight. Needless to say, my windows have been closed.
After a particularly dusty day last week, I went outside with my camera and photographed the front of the building. The dust coated everything in a surreal silvery grey. Made me think of moon dust. I snapped a few photos before I started coughing and went back inside.