A double-door had been removed somehow and the gap left open to the elements. Through this hole one can get a dim glimpse inside the structure. On the crumbling brick steps is a black case, holding a picture album whose pages were plastered with a neighbor’s mildewing stamp collection.
Echo Lake, a swamp, experiencing a rare bloom of lilies on its surface.
The trio was arrested in another flop. All of their things, including paraphernalia and much of the stolen goods, were left in the shack.