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Sweet Home

I recently explored this old church in Mississippi, approaching it from a side staircase cloaked in green moss. The door was surprisingly open, so I stepped inside. Inside the sanctuary, the pews were scattered about as if hurriedly pushed aside. Scattered around were financial reports from 2001 mixed with documents dated as recently as 2014. The ceiling on the south side was beginning to cave in, hinting at the decay setting in. There wasn't much left, just the echo of memories in the empty spaces.

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