There's no grave marker for the old mall in my home town. Just a new, totally different mall.
An elementary school was torn down and a replacement built right next to it, on the same grounds. The old school I attended is now the new parking lot.
The church I attended as a child is gone. Luckily my belief was torn down years before that happened.
In essence my high school doesn't exist, at least not as it did. It was dramatically reconstructed and hardly resembles the school I went to.
Of course these were things that were old when I knew them, and only continued to age to the point they needed replacing. The oldest stuff in my home town though, will outlast me.
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