Pyat and Teddog's Urban Infiltration

[pyat]

For this week's fabulous lunchtime adventure/walk, commanderteddog and I went down to the waterfront. We went for lunch... sort of!


Boxcar Buffet!


Alas, this unusual steakhouse is closed and in the process of demolition.


"Aah, she's built like a steak-house, but she handles like a bistro!" - Zap Brannigan.

The parking lot was roped off, but we went to look around anyway. And found the delivery door swinging open. I got my trouser legs rather dirty when I made a mighty leap onto the loading bay... only to discover a perfectly serviceable stairway, hiding behind a pile of junk.

I crept inside while commanderteddog stood guard!


I did not go through the Staff Only door. What am I, some kind of trespasser?


Jars of urine ripen quietly in the filtered sun. Or pickle brine? I didn't check.


Last, but not least, the linotype back at the lobby of Teddog's office.

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[pyat.livejournal.com]

It'd be mighty heavy to take on the bus, though!