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Just south of the newspaper vending machine.
From Duty Free Seattle:
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The aluminum and glass Winchell's Donuts stands abandoned, dilapidated, its partial gutting on display through a fishbowl lens.  More than two years after this shop's closure, the manual newspaper stand at its front continues to be serviced. 

Today's headline reads, "Art of decay".

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  1. It makes me think of building sand castles at the beach and watching them crumble in the tide, or even from little kids stomping on them.

    The termite ones were my favourite, and also the cone one that was deformed by the political process and fire hoses.

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