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How does a pillow stuffed with hair feel?
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Thanks... nope, never had any such experiences.
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Nah, there's a whole bunch where the morgue was either inaccessible, too risky, or just not there...
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I don't think that this tag is bad .. I dislike graffiti and this to me is not graffiti I see it as art and a way of expressing one's self.. using the word gay is a term my clients use and if people don't like the way thing's look then they should just move on.
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Anywhere, not just Byberry one's inner self can be the most dangerous thing.
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I am a psychologist's nightmare, regardless of the absence of a watery hole in my floor or monsters under my my bed.
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just think if you opened one drawer door and a body was still there....
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Looks like old x-ray exam / radiation room... x-ray radiation back then was not known to be bad.
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Looks cold and stern.
60', maybe even the late 50s, who knows? It's in pretty good shape.
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I'm the sick tagger/fucking expert Relic. There aren't any heroin addicts there. The only person I know who does that, that goes to Byberry, would more than likely kill you with his bare hands if you fucked with him. The homeless don't live there because of the high traffic from teens and firestarters.
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Ghosts?
The closest thing to a ghost I've ever encountered was an *almost* silent beer fart from one of my drunken buddies. I've seen twelve year old kids in the auditorium swinging on ropes over the stage area and throwing flaming rags at each other. I think your imagination is tickling your anus.
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Heh, I've *crawled* through this hallway drunk before, lol!
Don't be scared, the most dangerous thing in Byberry is one's self!
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This is in the administration building, which is about six stories high. There's two floors with this type of furniture in just about every room, where they did medical and scientific studies. By the time vandals get this far, the cans are empty and the desire is gone. Byberry is a huge complex, and there are entire buildings devoid of graffitti.
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When I was 7 in 1980, I had heart surgery, and was put in a Oxygen tent, a clear plastic tent which was placed over a cot like the one shown above, and had oxygen pumped into it.