Why am I so obsessed with this picture of the dilapidated Palace Theater in Gary, Indiana? The Jackson Five and Winthrop’s charming ditty from “The Music Man” notwithstanding, the raw documentation of this vacant urban space is still so eerily alluring to me…in all it’s crumbling splendor. I should like nothing more than to stand in the midst of all that rubble and sing “Another Openin’, Another Show”. Some things are immortal. The theater is one.