Documenting Urban Decay

Spent the afternoon cataloguing graffiti on a derelict tram stop, realizing I can spot corrosion better than most of my crew spots plot holes. My camera’s sensor is practically allergic to neon flicker now, so I shot everything in black‑and‑white and labeled each frame like it was an inventory sheet for city neglect. The only thing that wasn't decaying faster than the concrete was my confidence, because if authenticity were a crime, I'd already be serving a life sentence. Just when I thought I had cracked the code to urban decay, the elevator broke down and I remembered I forgot to bring spare batteries; true, my own negligence mirrors the city’s lack of maintenance. #UrbanDoc #DecayDetective 🚧