The Bridge Motel, a 12-room motel that I pass by on the bus nearly every day, is now defunct. Artists took it over Saturday night for one night. Next week it gets torn down for something else. Its a small shame - it was at its best a cheap salesman stop right at the Aurora Bridge (hence the name) - but we need our semi-seedy places. What and where would writers write about otherwise? 
Besides, without care even the most upscale places turn seedy.
At the front - in color
Enter Other Side - and we did
The art crowd
The front office
Room of salt with "buried treasure" - greeting cards and found paper objects
Spiral of found, crushed cans (makes a fascinating background on the laptop)
A Twilight Zone, 2001-esque moment in the window of one of the rooms.
Entertainment was free ... well, I spent 3$ on a plastic glass of red wine. Actually, I spent only $2.99 - I found a penny on the stairs. I saw a ton of pennies on the roof when I stuck my head out of an upper window. Didn't try for those.
Bridge Motel
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fern - up until a week ago it was a freshly painted tomato-red building, fairly non-descript as cheap motels go. The graffiti was "artistic"