I’ve had my eye on this classically tired barn along Washington St for quite a while. It seems to just beg for its story to be told, so here’s a prompt in case you want to pick up pen and begin.
Barns Along the byway On Washington St.
My View of Life on the Dock
Good Morning Gloucester 
Twas many a year ago. We loved each other intensely. No hardship could cool our ardour for each other. The Gloucester winds did blow cold but our love would sheild us:
That is, along with this castle we dubbed “love shack”.
Over the years the winds indeed did blow. Our loved cooled. And our castle became this shack.
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