Passed dreams

It is not a long alley, one hundred meters or so, between two main streets, without any forks. There is a baseball field on its left, and a row of high wall on the other side. Inside the walls there are two stories apartments that look like pretty aged, maybe no one lives there now. While I took the pictures the alley was replacing a new pavement, few people passed by besides the workers. Some windows of the old apartment are half open, seem to tell some stories that passed.