WINDOWS ARE THE EYES OF A BUILDING.THEY SEE WHAT'S GOING ON OUTSIDE.THEY SEE THE WORLD CHANGE.THEY DON'T REACT TO CHANGES.THEY WATCH IN A QUIET SORT OF WAY.UNLESS SHUTTERS PREVENT THIS.
the emptiness and decay of old abandoned factories have always attracted me once full of life and importance now full of stillness and silence except for the sudden frightened flutter of the wings of a disturbed pigeon