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Honorary Poster
Abandoned House in Tiaong Quezon
built in 1927 by Famous Thomas Mapua's architectural design.
The oldest house in Tiaong, decaying from disuse, a relic historied with elements of a colonial past and a war-time occupation by the Japanese, rebuilt from the damage wrought by the bombardment during the American liberation. Now it stands, a dying landmark, prey to vandals and petty thieves stripping it of wires, doors and metal scraps, lovers seeking a trysting place, treasure hunters still in search of Japanese caches of treasures.
Many say it's haunted. Headless soldiers in Japanese uniforms, helmets in hand. An elderly couple in regal white slowly descending the circular steps, completing the descent as a headless apparition. The rattling of doorknobs. Doors that suddenly refuse to open. The sound of shäçkled walking and the dragging of chains. The heavy cold air that wraps around the intruding guests.
Recent caretakers continue to tell of an old lady in the traditional ghostly garb of white, her white hair loose on her shoulders, lingering around the rooms, with a penchant for conversing with their little children, bringing them to giggles and laughter.
built in 1927 by Famous Thomas Mapua's architectural design.
The oldest house in Tiaong, decaying from disuse, a relic historied with elements of a colonial past and a war-time occupation by the Japanese, rebuilt from the damage wrought by the bombardment during the American liberation. Now it stands, a dying landmark, prey to vandals and petty thieves stripping it of wires, doors and metal scraps, lovers seeking a trysting place, treasure hunters still in search of Japanese caches of treasures.
Many say it's haunted. Headless soldiers in Japanese uniforms, helmets in hand. An elderly couple in regal white slowly descending the circular steps, completing the descent as a headless apparition. The rattling of doorknobs. Doors that suddenly refuse to open. The sound of shäçkled walking and the dragging of chains. The heavy cold air that wraps around the intruding guests.
Recent caretakers continue to tell of an old lady in the traditional ghostly garb of white, her white hair loose on her shoulders, lingering around the rooms, with a penchant for conversing with their little children, bringing them to giggles and laughter.
