The hulks of abandoned buildings leer at me in the half-light. There’s nothing left behind the elaborate, crumbling, facades.
Only the displaced and homeless are on the streets.
Most are simply lying, not dead but oblivious to the world under covered walkways. Frightened stray dogs sniff at the paralytic people. Their barks ring unanswered through desolate streets.
The shops are shuttered, the bars deserted and everywhere trees have sprouted through the solid bricks and mortar of once handsome buildings.
There’s an ominous, unnatural lava-hued glow in the background.
Surely this is the end of the word.
It happened just as the Mayans predicted… my city is already a ghost town…
Oh wait no.
I’m just in Fort on a weekday after 7pm. Everything is abandoned The glow is from the port and the homeless are chilling out under the beautiful, decaying awnings as usual.
If you’re somewhat disappointed that the world didn’t actually end you can still catch a glimpse of the post-apocalypse in certain parts of Colombo Fort. Catch it while you can, cause it’s turning into a bright future fast.
Photos from Dayv Mattt. Thanks Dayv – check out his photo blog.
