singing for my supper

i'm always curious as to why groups of people 'tour' the facility in which i work. i get the curious sensation of people wanting to walk in the footsteps of that thing which has proven to be successful, durable in time. as if some element of fortune is an ambient quality of the atmosphere within these walls.
we are a destination for pilgrimage, a must 'see' vision of the social service 'promise-land' that will reveal its secret to the wayfaring stranger.