The front door of the large abandoned house in Oliveira do Bairro is a wonderfully ornate structure, now left decaying and rusting. The house must have been wonderful in its heyday, possibly with dinners and lavish parties, for the size of the building and the structure inside (yes, I snuck inside briefly, but don’t tell anyone) breathed of owners with money, even now.
However, now all that remains is decay and graffiti, although even that has it’s own gothic beauty, and memories of what once was.
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