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        <title>Everybody&#039;s Talking, But, Nobody&#039;s Listening. Gournes (Γούρνες, Κρήτη) Crete</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;Another from the disused, almost secret, American base at Gournes (Γούρνες, Κρήτη) Crete. These masts are the most dominant feature at the base and it would seem the best preserved. The rest of the base is looking a bit sorry. It is covered in graffiti and being used in many places as a temporary/permanent home for what looks like immigrants. Some of the building have been reclaimed and made to look nice, but, the whole complex is a bit sad. Anyway here is an aerial view. You can clearly see the masts in the centre of the photo and the remainder of the base surrounding it.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;gotten so good at hiding it
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;even he does not admit it
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;that glittering flash in his eyes
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;makes it look like he might be alright
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;if the blues are you hunter
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;then you will come face to face
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;with that darkness and desolation
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;and the endless depression
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;but you are not helpless
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to: &quot;Blue Chicago Moon&quot; (Didn&#039;t It Rain) - Songs: Ohia
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;James H. Evans
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 15:34 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Lonnie&#039;s Used Cars,  1612 S US Highway 281, Alice, TX  78332</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;Alice, Texas was the place. Somewhere I know I will return as it seemed so full of opportunities. Pretty much in the middle of nowhere, but, it had a stack of motels there now offering weekly rates! I&#039;m guessing it may not have always been that way. You just know this place was thriving at some stage. This seemed to tick all the things I love about the US. I need to return. Here is a street view of the place. It doesn&#039;t do it justice, but, you might enjoy a poke around.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Half of the time we&#039;re gone but we don&#039;t know where
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;We don&#039;t know where
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Here I am
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Half of the time we&#039;re gone but we don&#039;t know where
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;We don&#039;t know where
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to:&quot;The Only Living Boy in New York&quot; (Bridge Over Troubled Water) - Simon &amp; Garfunkel
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Philip-Lorca diCorcia
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2010 18:15 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Four  Ovens, One Room And No Food. Pachia Ammos (Παχειά Άμμος) Crete.</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking at this empty shell of a hotel for years, for the 12 years I have been going to Crete. I had no idea why it was built as it is in the middle of nowhere. The place is a shell, a shell that was never inhabited, anyway, this trip I made a few enquiries and it seems that many years ago there was talk of a new airport being built in the area and obviously this place was started in anticipation. Now it just sits, a huge lump of concrete used by the locals as storage space. I think that this is the kitchen.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The last thing that I saw
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;As I lay there on the floor
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Was &quot;Jesus Saves&quot; painted by an atheist nutter
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And a British Rail poster read &quot;Have an Awayday - a cheap holiday -
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Do it today!&quot;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I glanced back on my life
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And thought about my wife
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&#039;cause they took the keys and she&#039;ll think its me
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And I&#039;m down in the tube station at midnight
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The wine will be flat and the curry&#039;s gone cold
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I&#039;m down in the tube station at midnight
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Don&#039;t want to go down in a tube station at midnight
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to:&quot;Down In The Tube Station At Midnight&quot; (All Mod Cons) - The Jam
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Palmer Davis
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 17:58 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Experimentation With Blur. London Road East, Bath.</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;Messing with an old new camera. Self portraits are always good to do.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I love you baby
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Ain&#039;t gonna lie
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Without you darling
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I can&#039;t be satisfy
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;If things are going wrong for you
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;You know it hurts me too
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to: &quot;It Hurts Me Too &quot; (It&#039;s So Hard To Tell) - Karen Dalton
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Salva Lopez
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:19 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Old Pharmacy And Greek Flag. Kato Horio (Κάτω Χωριό, Κρήτη) Crete.</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;A return to the village of Kato Horio (Κάτω Χωριό) and to an old pharmacy that I discovered a few years ago. I like to  revisit these places to see what time and other intruders have done to the place. Thankfully this place had been pretty much left alone, a few bottles smashed and a few other things removed. It was hotter than I remember. Trying to capture it with a different camera, a different perspective was the aim! Here is an aerial view of Kato Horio (Κάτω Χωριό).
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Unhappiness where&#039;s when I was young
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And we didn&#039;t give a damn
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&#039;Cause we were raised
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;To see life as fun and take it if we can
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;My mother, my mother
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;She hold me, she hold me, when I was out there
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;My father, my father
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;He liked me, oh, he liked me. Does anyone care?
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to: &quot;Ode To My Family &quot; (No Need to Argue) - The Cranberries
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Tim Simmons
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 18:11 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Heading North. U.S. Route 281, Encino, TX 78353</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;Was driving north on U.S. 281 from Alice, TX. I had stayed over night in Alice and was very taken with the place. there was so much to photograph there, I will have to return. Anyway, this was taken north of there just south of the small town of Encino, TX. Here is a street view of the garage and the area.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Death don&#039;t have no mercy in this land
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Death don&#039;t have no mercy in this land, in this land
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Come to your house, you know he don&#039;t take long
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;You wake up one morning and your whole family be gone
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Oh, death don&#039;t have no mercy in this land
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to:&quot;Death Don&#039; Have No Mercy&quot; (Harlem Street Singer) - Rev. Blind Gary Davis
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Gilbert Plantinga
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 11:42 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Old Pharmacy, Kato Horio (Κάτω Χωριό, Κρήτη) Crete.</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;A return to the village of Kato Horio (Κάτω Χωριό) and to an old pharmacy that I discovered a few years ago. I like to  revisit these places to see what time and other intruders have done to the place. Thankfully this place had been pretty much left alone, a few bottles smashed and a few other things removed. It was hotter than I remember. Trying to capture it with a different camera, a different perspective was the aim! Here is an aerial view of Kato Horio (Κάτω Χωριό).
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;In the muddy brown water where I wrote your name
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Sadly it tells me that our luck has changed
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;When I met you halfway to the place we call madness
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;With a rock in my heart, I sink in despair
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to: &quot;Halfway To Madness&quot; (A Place Where I Know) - Paula Frazer
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Alexander Gronsky
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 06:36 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Three Chairs In Two Rooms. Pachia Ammos (Παχειά Άμμος, Κρήτη) Crete.</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking at this empty shell of a hotel for years, for the 12 years I have been going to Crete. I had no idea why it was built as it is in the middle of nowhere. The place is a shell, a shell that was never inhabited, anyway, this trip I made a few enquiries and it seems that many years ago there was talk of a new airport being built in the area and obviously this place was started in anticipation. Now it just sits, a huge lump of concrete used by the locals as storage space. I think that this is a dining area with the doors leading to the kitchens.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I am here, right here
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Where god puts none asunder
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And you, in black dress and black shoe
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;You do invite me under
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Go on, go there
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;You can see me aging
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Stars turn, balls burn
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Coming kids are raging
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to:&quot;Death To Everyone&quot; (I See A Darkness) - Bonnie &quot;Prince&quot; Billy
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Mike Sinclair
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2010 11:24 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>The Texas Theatre, 213 W Crawford St, Palestine, TX 75801</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;The Texas Theatre, home of Palestine Community Theatre, is the crown jewel of downtown Palestine. and the finest venue for live entertainment in East Texas.  This historic structure, located at 213 W. Crawford St in Palestine, Texas, is a prime example of Spanish Colonial architecture and was designed as an atmospheric movie palace when it opened in 1930.  After two devastating fires, and a host of closings and re-openings, the Texas Theatre has been reborn to its new purpose: live theatre.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Here is a street view of the The Texas Theatre and the surrounding area.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;This truckers atlas roads the ways
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;the freeways and highways don&#039;t know
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;The buzz from the bird on my dash
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Road locomotive phone
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I don&#039;t feel and it feels great
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I sold my atlas by the freight stairs
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I do lines and I crossed roads
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;I crossed the lines of all the great state roads
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to:&quot;Trucker&#039;s Atlas&quot; (Tiny Cities) - Sun Kil Moon
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Stratis Vogiatzis
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
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        <pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2010 06:10 +0000</pubDate>
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        <title>Trees For Privacy. Oklahoma State Highway 72, Council Hill, OK 74428</title>
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	&lt;br /&gt;Okay, all I remember was I was driving south from Tulsa, OK towards Dallas on Oklahoma State Highway 72 and this is close to a town called Council Hill. There were a lot of vans like this down there - you really wouldn&#039;t want to be in one when the wind blows would you! Anyway here is an aerial view of Council Hill and the surrounding area.
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Could you grow a new heart
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;And could you run the distance
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;In the time that it takes
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Before it all fell apart?
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;We fell through the cracks
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Stole the sheets and burned the maps
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Watched the smoke flying from the stacks
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Before it all fell apart
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Particles on the fringe
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;There&#039;s a heaviness, this stillness brings
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Those twisted palms, oh how they swing
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Telling tales, young breathless things
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Things that move on
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Left wandering where the mystery&#039;s gone
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Listening to: &quot;Grow A New Heart&quot; (Oh, My Girl) - Jesse Sykes And The Sweet Hereafter
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;
&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Lorenzo Moscia
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        <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 08:15 +0000</pubDate>
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