Sunday, October 19, 2014

Abandonment Issues: House of Cars

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To say that the House of Cars has a creepy vibe to it is a major understatement. Something just isn't right here and you can feel it in the air. Fear pulsed through me on that first visit back in the spring, and it grew evermore intense with each and every subsequent visit. Yet it is that same skin crawling discomfort that continues to draw me back in for another look, time after time, with the most recent visit taking place just this morning.

It's not just the RV blocking the entrance to the overgrown driveway, or the 5 other cars abandoned on the property. Nor is it just the drug paraphernalia that moves around between visits, or the fact that this was the home of a former NHL hockey player and his family. It's not just the heart wrenching letter about a young man's suicide or the disturbing sexual collages on the floor beside a decomposed raccoon carcass in a trap on the second floor. It's not just the fact that seemingly all of the contents remain, albeit rifled through by someone, or the eerie thoughts provoked by the bedroom door that locks only from the outside. It's not just the fact that illicit activities are allegedly being performed here by members of the criminal underworld, nor is it the sense that I am being watched, even when no one else is around.

It is a culmination of all of these things that makes the House of Cars one of Ontario's creepiest abandoned houses.

Before we unlatch the hook and body check open the creaking door pressing against the swollen floorboards, lets wander the property.

BUICK Wildcat
BUICK Wildcat

She never purrs anymore
She never purrs anymore

Red leather interior
Red leather interior

E for empty
E for empty

Ridin' dirty
Ridin' dirty

Sonomatic radio
Sonomatic radio

Wildcat Headlights
Wildcat Headlights

Truck off
Truck off

In too deep
In too deep

Back on dry land
Back on dry land

Hitchin' a ride to nowhere
Hitchin' a ride to nowhere

Head on
Head on

Fines double when construction crew present
Fines double when construction crew present

A lion's chance
A lion's chance

With the unnerving feeling that we are being watched, again, we enter.

A shot in the dark
A shot in the dark

Claw foot
Claw foot

TROUBADOUR
TROUBADOUR

Mouthing off
Mouthing off

All sewn up
All sewn up

Scholastic plastic
Scholastic plastic

D68 577
D68 577

She's come undone
She's come undone

Fear and Loathing in an Abandoned House
Fear and Loathing in an Abandoned House

BRITNEY SPEARS IN THE ZONE
BRITNEY SPEARS IN THE ZONE

Handycam
Handycam

WD40 wrench ashtray flashlight
WD40 wrench ashtray flashlight

Meta-urbex
Meta-urbex

Getting blade
Getting blade

CV3338
CV3338

Everything but the kitchen sink
Everything but the kitchen sink

OilersOilers

A lack of self reflection
A lack of self reflection

R.I.P.
R.I.P.

R.I.P.
R.I.P.

Life is full of ups and downs
Life's ups and downs

Bottomless
Bottomless

Axxident
Axxident

BOYS Just For Sex
BOYS Just For Sex

Curves
Curves

Dear Kim
Dear Kim

As ever, love Grandma
As ever, love Grandma

Well hung
Well hung

Partial remains
Partial remains

4 in a row
4 in a row

Follow suit
Follow suit

Sonic the Hedgehog 2
Sonic the Hedgehog 2

Red and yellow
Red and yellow

TOUGHER THAN LEATHER
TOUGHER THAN LEATHER

Can't Buy A Thrill
Can't Buy A Thrill

Memories come flooding in
Memories flooding in

Red Light District
Red Light District

PROWLER
PROWLER

With much intrigue and curiosity, I will continue to monitor the House of Cars.

Shout out to my friend Lindsay for the find.

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3 comments:

Rodgrigo said...

Jesus what a burden to society. Men across the country wake up and go to work to provide for their family. You'd be dead if it weren't for your girlfriend, who's lived with you as nothing but a struggling burden for years. You give nothing to society, you'd not be noticed if you disappeared from the galaxy. Driving out to Toronto just to paste up idiotic phrases that people will walk by and not even look at, hoping, struggling, wishing, someone knew who you were. You are a nobody. You are nobody. Society saves their money and invests for the future with RRSP's and RIF's. You spend all your money in drug, booze and art supplies. Just do the world a favour and do die in a hole.

Anonymous said...

Jesus what a burden to society. Men across the country wake up and go to work to provide for their family. You'd be dead if it weren't for your girlfriend, who's lived with you as nothing but a struggling burden for years. You give nothing to society, you'd not be noticed if you disappeared from the galaxy. Driving out to Toronto just to paste up idiotic phrases that people will walk by and not even look at, hoping, struggling, wishing, someone knew who you were. You are a nobody. You are nobody. Society saves their money and invests for the future with RRSP's and RIF's. You spend all your money in drug, booze and art supplies. Just do the world a favour and do die in a hole.

Anonymous said...

I knew Steve. He called me in the middle of the night not long before he committed suicide. I've never been able to forget it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing here. The note about his true identity, his image. This blog just freaked me right out. I've been following your blog for awhile, but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I would see someone I once knew in it.