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Fools rush in, where Angels fear to tread.

Again there must be a story here - I can't help wondering about the girl who made or wore these, when and why...

Where angels fear to tread - or something...

A former patient?
Still being used?
(Calliope circus music playing in my head...)

I'm with you cg. Such a waste. But then waste seems to be a recurring theme in so many of these images.

That would be fine...except there's never been any glass in them.

Again, that contrast between public beauty and squalor behind closed doors.

What Barbara said. Such an incongruous thing to have in a dark and threatening basement. I can only hope it was dumped here after the place closed but seeing some of the other images here makes me doubtful. Motts, I'm new to your site (stumbled across it tonight whilst googling around for an abandoned mental institution in my city in the UK) but your images are incredible and convey the 'feel' of these places in a way mere words never could. Your work is vital in making sure that people who'd never consider setting foot in a derelict building see these places for what they are - the good and bad side.

Wonder what it says on that paper, or what's in the drawer

This is probably supposed to be re-assuring for most ppl, for me its presence sends chivers down my spine, reminds me of the movie It

...Poor caged soul...must have been horrible!

(The light) as if its the last time the sun sets for you...

Why am I even up looking at this site at 4am? Now I have to go to bed with unwanted images of this horrible place etched into my mind. How can something so seemingly picturesque and innocent as a fairground carousel take on such a sinister appearance? The horse and elephant look positively evil for some reason. Were these.... things meant to calm those who had to live here, or to add to their considerable torment? This picture and the previous one have, for some reason, affected me in ways I didn't think I could be touched. Rich.

The odd agles are no so odd when you think of the age of the building

This has to be one of the most truly hideous places I've ever seen. What kind of sicko puts a play area deep in a basement (in a building where there are plenty of windows and open spaces) then 'decorates' it with horrible pictures of some nightmare monster? I doubt these kids were so regressed or retarded that they were incapable of being scared shitless by that thing - it could almost give me nightmares even now (I'm 25 years old). And the worst of it - these kids didn't have the comforting arms of their mom or dad to hold them, tell them it was OK when they woke screaming in the middle of the night. I feel so unbelievably sad - and angry - for them I want to cry.