I have a weird thing* about being able to see all the way through a building. Where I usually shoot – the Texas High Plains – that’s not uncommon, as there are lots of left-behind farmhouses and wide expanses of horizon to see through the broken windows.

Seeing all the way through this building in Beacon Hill felt familiar. But it also felt disconcerting.

Beacon Hill
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 10.31.2023

*I am sure you realize that I have way more than one weird thing. It’s just that only one of them was relevant at the current time.