We more or less decide to head back towards Greg’s place.  Not that either of us really want to stop taking pictures, but we were a handful of miles away and there was to be plenty to see on the way back if we took a different route.  We ended up passing through capital buildings, courthouses, the sheriff department headquarters, and the loneliness was truly palpable.  There was almost nothing anywhere, save the buildings themselves.  A cop car made a couple passes by us, I always wave at the cops, they usually wave back.  We walk by a door with APE painted on the outside, what it was I have no idea…  Possibly the entrance to a super secret crime fighting society?  We may never know.  The door was locked :(  Various closed establishments were also on our way, and a lone sleeping man on a bench.


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