the demise

We, as a neighbourhood, do not know what this building holds next in store for us. It has been "bought" though the same landlord holds the title...as is his way of cheating people legally, stealing back the building(s) when the new owner fails to make payment. It is still a mess, and may continue to be one. It is supposedly to be made into a duplex...which requires rezoning...which takes time(months to a year)...which has no guarantees of even being approved. The siding is peeling, there seems to be mold growing on the outside so who knows what the inside looks like....it could sit like this for the next year...... but the Hooker/Dealer Umbrella, otherwise known as the awning came down this afternoon. Tomorrow morning I won't draw back the curtains and see "SPANGLISH" across the street. I can't tell you how good that feels. Like that b$%#h is really gone, gone, gone. The sun shone brighter. Can you see the sunbeams in the corner of the photo there? And the sound of the chop saw cutting up the frame of the Hooker/Dealer Umbrella, er, the awning, was music, I tell you, music. I almost crossed the street to ask if I could cut it up with that saw. I want to go kick it while it's down. You know, if that building was not there, I would actually have a view of Mount Benson. I wish the fire department had let it burn down....there's snow on Benson right now. It sure would be pretty.
Still, all in all, it feels real good right about now. I didn't realize how much I really hated looking at that sign on that awning every day. Kiss off, Spanglish.