What a way to start the week. Shannon in Atlanta really stepped up the game with this find. Sometimes it is hard to tell which side of the razor wire is more desirable. The dog (look closely) guarding the door seems to imply, through his mean look and unpleasant smell (my Google Street View assumptions are highly accurate) that this is a place worth guarding. Au contraire, mon chien.
But, as is advertised, once you scale the razor wire fence and fight with a rottweiler, you will find yourself making a pretty easy deal with the fine folks running this place. Never you mind the complete lack of cars here. After all, a complete lack of cars in the lot is sort of what got this place into UTBAPH status in the first place.
