This past weekend, I was able to explore an abandoned tennis court in North Myrtle Beach. I added the photographs to my series of views on the Abandoned Grand Strand. Things falling apart stand in stark contrast to the surreal, neon tourist destination that the Grand Strand has become. If you look closer, you start to see the entropy everywhere. The artifice of the bizarro volcanoes & pyramids exists ONLY because of the shadows and cracks. And vice versa. In a city with no history, it’s all history.