Some people down the street were moving or renovating and turned this sad piano out into the street with the rest of their garbage. I imagine the piano had stood for years in an attic where rain water had dripped on the lid, causing the lacquer to flake and the wood of the keys and the hammers to warp. Inside, though, the piano strings were still wound tight, tensed, ready to play, but the hammers no longer reach them. The piano was silenced.
We don't live in such a bad neighbourhood: the next day the owners came by with a truck and took the piano away along with all the other junk that had been standing around.
These photos have been in my camera for a month. Finally I get them processed and posted!
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