A few hours from Washington, DC, sits an abandoned mining town, trapped in a state of decay. The homes are squalid, left to the elements, critters, and resident animals of the area. The human touch once cherished in each dwelling slowly falls into piles of chips and flakes of paint, and crumbles of plaster and wood. All that lives here now are disregard and decline. These images momentarily arrest the deterioration of these spaces, and briefly resuscitate the appearance of vibrance, hope, and security that once thrived here.