A warm sunny day in San Francisco for a ferry ride across to Alcatraz, all looked inviting...
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| As we got closer and the buildings come into view the mood changed. |
Until one lands.
Immediately I noticed the lack of color, the signage becomes really grim and a reminder of what the history of the island over the last few centuries.
The all seeing guardhouse as sentinel along the pathway to the cell house.
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| Desolation of crumbling buildings and the story starts. |
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| Infamous cell house from the exercise yard, I am cold and windswept in this photo and feeling low. |
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| The wardens lived in this mansion with a glorious view towards San Francisco but a few steps away from the cell house |
Final image which says it all….
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