It’s not Williston North Dakota, but way way away in Florida. Wikipedia: "Williston is a city in Levy County, Florida, United States. As of the 2010 census it had a population of 2,768. The city was established before 1885 by J.M. Willis, who named it after himself."
I don’t know why I started here. Perhaps because it looks like the sole remaining structure from a downtown now gone.
Ah. So they converted the empty lot into target practice for bomb drops.
Absolutely original. I guarantee those doors are a hundred years old.
Well, no, I don’t, because I can’t. But probably.
“What’s your mood? I mean, how do you sell your lawn products?”
Maybe I will
And maybe I won’t
They weren’t particularly big on excess ornamentation in Williston, were they?
It has the look of a blasted, scoured building that survived some catastrophe, but was haunted ever after.
Same type of painting on the window as #5. It’s possible - no, likely that there was a vogue for that decoration for a while, and few examples remain.
Hypothesis: a building on the left was removed, and they didn’t give a fig about matching the brick, so it looks like a bad skin graft.
Also, these folks are quite protective of their glass blocks.
It beats covering it up or chiseling it off. Nice touch with the dates, too.
This is not an OUMB. This is a remarkably severe example of the style, and it has an uncompromising presence I rather like.
How many hours did a man stand here, waiting for someone to come in and do business?
How many different stores inhabited this simple structure?
Our God is a Just God.
Not a proportional one, but Just.
Why the devil did I clip this -
It’s difficult to imagine the use for which a structure like this would be put.
I mean, what is it? Why does it strike a small amount of unease into the observer’s breast? Not the cross askew, but the two wings, the tiny upper floor - something’s not right.
You know what this used to be.
If you hover above, you’ll find the old route, which now appears as a narrow line of trees. You can follow it for quite a while, heading north.