Odd shots Monday: forever locked

The town of Hania was once filled with stately homes, all porting heavy iron gates and doors, a sign of importance, a signal to keep clear, and that all intruders would be dealt with accordingly. Now, all that's left of this stately iron gate is the rust and the crumbling stonework. This gate looks as though it hasn't been opened up for a long time, by the state of the overrun garden in front of it.

It's not the only gate that seems to be in a perpetual state of being locked; quite a few other gates and doors on this central street are in the same state, reminding us of a glamorous prosperous past. I tried to find a door or gate as grand as this one in the same area (where there are many of these types of doors), that looked as though it was being used, but to no avail; most of the usable ones are not very photogenic. At least no one will be bothered by the recycling bin that has been placed in front of this old gate, as it doesn't look as if anyone will be passing through it on a regular basis.