Deep within the huge city boarders, are large buildings that disappear into the dark cloudy sky. On a day like today a casual walk between these skyscrapers can feel like there is a wind chill lower than that of Alaska’s air. While out strolling in the city, I tread down the broken sidewalks. The snow had solidified on parts of the cement leaving spots of ice for unprepared slipping. I passed an area that showed to be the only sign of Mother Nature’s touch left in this concrete and industrial society. The area was filled with workers from nearby business’s sitting outside drinking steaming hot coffee or smoking a cigarette on their thirty minute breaks and college students rushing to make it in time for their next creative class. But I passed all of this excitement and continued my journey through the noisy streets. The traffic was clustered and horns were blaring. Reminds one of after a sporting event where all the depressed and feisty fans are trying to get out all at the same time. Their blood risen from the intense last period of the neck-in-neck game that finally leads to a 4-3 defeat of their favorite team. I squeezed between the silver BMW and the red Jeep Wrangler and crossed to other side of the dingy street. These streets lead me straight to a dirty underpass that was located near my destination.
I was venturing to a dark, older building that just recently had modern updates. On the newer parts of the establishment are tinted windows that makes as a divider to the outside. There is a dismal atmosphere that makes the building always seem as if a gray cloud is hovering over it and at any given moment a lightning bolt will strike it at the very peak. This eerie tower reminds me of Dr. Frankenstein’s lab. Inside houses numerous characters that can be considered fenders of the law. When walking past, the sounds from inside of weights clanking as they hit the bars and basketballs dribbling on the gym floor add to the creepiness of the place especially when heard in the darkness of the night.
