This is my entry for the Monomad Contest
Northern Ontario, simply the distance was too great. Desolation. Situation: rapid deterioration. Motel Longbranch, erected in 1887 and closed in the mid 1990's. Opened again in the mid 2000's but a great fire sealed it's fate. It had an extra year. Kilometers South of Sudbury it lays, inviting nature in at an ever increasing pace. Mold and algae and decay flourish, hallway floors gone, rotted off. Bygone eras of road trips, lovers getaways and chance encounters. Echoes of extinguished passions. Family road trips. The feeling of the open road, to nowhere. A restaurant that serves none. There was an Ontario Provincial Police detachment a few hundred meters away, but the aching sentiments seem to have scared even the police away. The trashy Americana-motel-vibes somehow has it's own greasy allure, like some old closed down sleazy strip-club. A kind of forlorn feeling, romance lost into the despondency of time. Echoes of a bygone past, lingering melancholy, like desires that cast shadows through the years. Leaving only one thing, a question. Who's going to drive you home tonight?
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