I took a walk in Orlando not too long ago. I was near the entrance to Disney. On one thoroughfare less than a mile long I came across these spaces:

About 50 abandoned bikes in front of an apartment complex all locked up and chained together. Bike spokes intertwined and overgrown with plants. How or why this many bikes would be left here is a mystery to me. An art project? Statement regarding expensive bikes?
A restaurant victim of the pandemic. I love the branding. The vintage signage gas pump and light. There was a time these type of things were so appreciated for their…I don’t know…innate coolness and history, someone would have stolen them. Yes. Theft does imply value. Weird to say but true. Right now I don’t know if society is in a place of not valuing history, not wanting to acknowledge it, wanting to erase it, being ashamed of it or some limbo place of all four that’s ripping us apart. It may also be that people in Orlando just don’t steal things…
The last place I came upon was a parking lot so crammed with cars and people I was overwhelmed and I remember my one wish was to get photos of the space with no people. Almost got hit by a car twice. The parking lot was shared with an IHOP, huge Florida tourist shop and hot pot restaurant with a Buddha sculpture.