Welcome to the town of Town:

"Etowah was founded in 1906, primarily as a location for a depot on the Louisville & Nashville Railroad(L&N) line as part of a more direct route between Atlanta and Cincinnati. The etymology of the town name is unclear, but local folklore states that a train crew brought a sign reading "Etowah" from the Etowah River, and the name stuck. The word Etowah comes from the Muskogee/Creek word italwa meaning 'town.'"

Of course, we know what this is. Or was.

I’m not saying they had a mold problem, but -

Did the second floor ever have any windows? Were they bricked up with absolute perfection, and a metal facade was added, and the black gunk appeared after the rays of the sun no longer baked the bricks?

Ah. Zooming in shows us more. Sheets of faux rocks.

Gah.

“I said, the children will live upstairs until they are six.”

Cheerful! It beats being abandoned, I guess, even though I’m not a big fan of painting the bricks.

Antiques now, alas; once was something more useful to the community. Drug store? Variety? Probably a chain, before it faded away.

“No, hear me out. If we do live in a simulation, wouldn’t it stand to reason that if it got overloaded somehow, and memory was in short supply, some of the things we were used to seeing would be suddenly in lower definition? Would we even notice?”

Opened as the Gem in 1906.

Rehabbed in the 20s, and again in the 21st century.

We’ll stop back later when it’s feeling better.

Oh, you, too? Well, there’s a lot of that going around.

When the Vitrolite falls off, you know it’s been empty a long while. But it might come back!

Or, it might not.

Sundry was actually the owner’s name. Went into partnership with Harold Various.

There’s something off about the scale of the people.

Ending with the same type of building that started the entry - with a little commentary in the right hand corner.