A shipyard in New York

http://www.wired.com/2014/07/graves-arthur-kill-ship-graveyard/#x

Spider nets, swans and dirt.

Tracks, rust and frost.

Near a train station, listening to Lene Marlin, thinking of my teenage love, before going to church, freezing cold, drowning in melancholy, still hope.

Inspired by Enki Bilal to a certain extent, Dolores Marat to another extent.

Huge warehouse not in use anymore.

Doesn't look very decaying, but trust me it was.

Decaying car in the Swiss forest.

Abandoned Berliet Trucks and random Cars, France