Stalking an unassuming facade in Collingwood, Melbourne. Perhaps a shop with accommodation over? Is it one of those über slick modern renovations that leaves the front in an unrestored state then wows you with high end finishes and slick design within? No. It is something more poignant, to me more inspiring. The march of time, the aging of a building, the death of a space. The beauty of decay. A moment in time to marvel at the untouched shell until someone buys it and wows you with high end finishes and slick design within. Link while it lasts.