This building is not open to the public, I was working inside doing a thrilling job! (I say this with as much sarcasm as possible) So on my lunch break inside this old musty girl I decided to go on an adventure with my tasty traveling companion, Ham Sandwich. The building is mainly used for storage now but is leaking like crazy so the smell of musty old paper is permeating the entire building. I took these pictures all on my phone so I apologize for that shit, if I knew I'd be working and having my lunch inside then I would of brought both my cameras. I learned a lot rifling through filing cabinets, I found mostly old land deeds from the 1800's to the late 1950's! They were all written in some mysterious pen on paper fashion, I believe the ancients called it "cursive". Like any decent person I made sure to keep them in their spots only yanking them up to read some names and dates, someone took a lot of time to file them so why be a dick? The safe upstairs was unfortunately empty and depressing, piles of rolled up loonies were in my head for some reason, why loonies? I don't know. The courtroom itself was equally stanky and was completely scarce of any goodies save for an old coffee tin lid that reads "100% Pure Ground Coffee" nothing but the finest for yuppie lawyers and judges I guess. "The jail" (if you'd like to call it that) was pretty unimpressive, sure it was dank and unsettling but the wooden door on the Holding Room just screamed "Canadian". Unfortunately I only had half an hour to wander through and take it all in so it was back to work. Most of the other rooms that I passed didn't seem worth shooting due to the nice shelves and banker's boxes full of receipts and such. It's was pretty cool getting this half breed abandonment just tossed in your lap and know that the minute I saw peeling paint, I knew it should be here. As an apology for the shitty pictures, I give you a half ass attempt at a decent write up, enjoy.