Downing Street, a corner of Clinton Hill, Brooklyn

I saw this building from the No.48 bus

as it passed by a side street one day, and found it

yesterday on my walk home from the Pratt Institute.

At first I thought there was an area of factories
tucked away behind the brownstones.

Instead there was this building, with an architectural
folly on the roof and an elaborately
jerry-rigged entrance. One gets the feeling
that the construction scaffolding never comes down.