A basement classroom, its chalkboards long gone, overlooks the playground.
They left and took their God with ’em. Doesn’t feel too empty without ‘im, though.
Does Disney pay the school, or does the school pay Disney? #consumerism
A classroom, perhaps from the days when the city owned the building.
Lessons from the day.
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
Inside the MLK High School chemistry laboratory.
I like to imagine this as an old-timey radio microphone.
A snapshot of the most preserved classroom in the orphanage.
When you’re incoming’s piling up with paint chips, what’s one to do? Call in a sick?
Note the maps still left on the wall.