Of course, I have to take Greg to the creepiest place I know of in the city.  That would be the underpass around 7th Ave, hell I can’t remember where it is, I know the destination by landmarks not the actual roads.  Shit is straight up creepy.  Every time.  We walked down the stairs, and I immediately noticed a pair of shoes, so I have to take a picture of them exactly as they were found.  The smells were of urine, and feces, I noticed a lumpy object roughly the size of a person in the middle of the pass but I’ll be damned if I can make out much, it’s just too dark…  Someone descends into the pass from the other side, and we get spooked back up and away.


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