We all have them, open them, close them, slam them and the cops sometimes bust them open. I'm sure I'm not the only person who photraphs them.
Here's a door from Sousse, Tunisia:
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"Suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either."
Funny you bring this up. My Dad loves doors, so everywhere I have been, starting from when I remembered this fact, I have taken door photos...and received some strange looks from their occupants Will post when I have more bandwidth.
I like crumbling doors with chipping paint and hinges made from old rusty paper clips.
Downtown Tucson:
Hayden, Arizona:
___________________________________________________________________________ 'It involved a squirrel, a dryer and a Scotsman doing the Haka in my kitchen.' - La Rosser.
Here's me coming out of a door on Corn Island, Nicaragua.
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"Suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either."