It was a dark and rainy November night. Some mentally disturbed person had driven from East Finland to Pori for the night, just to get here.
In the middle of Saturday night, the old slaughtehouse was lit!
Backyard.
That looks like an entrance, but we take a tour around the area first.
SOT's business started in these wooden houses, which now awaited their destiny.
Friendly appearance, considering a slaughterhouse has operated here.
A meat shop perhaps?
It could have looked like this. The renovated slaughterhouse in the middle, neighbored by wooden houses originating from the dairy times and some new houses conforming to the same style.
Doors wide open and lights shining warmly to the chilling night. This is doubtlessly an invitation signal.
Enameled iron plate, and the ever ignored message.