Forgive Us Our Trespasses


Nothing is as it seems. Behind every crumbling building there is a story. In the shadow of a mansion lurks a pauper’s secret hideaway. Whether it’s urbex or ruralex, I love to sneak off the path and behind the door to see what might have been. Please forgive my trespass and beg pardon of the photos. It’s all just too intriguing.

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