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I'll guess giant drunken rats.

Zombies now, absolutely. The cellar network is for aging the lager in a cool steady temperature. All large old school breweries had such cellars.

I just KNOW there's zombies down there.

When a building falls down 'it dies' so to speak, but its memory remains somewhere - perhaps within the memories that are left in the hearts and minds of those who remember it as it was over so many years. Truth always exists as a measure of our world - much like another dimension that all of the hypocrisy and heartlessness cannot erase. The "Millbrook Fathers" never did have much of a heart and soul when it came to Bennett College and it cannot surprise anyone associated with the college that money, property, profit and minutae are
their only concern. All of those years, all of the young women who passed thru those halls, all of the lectures, plays, classes, receptions, achievements, problems, snow-covered lawns, friendships - the walls and stones and staircases and windows remember and retain them.
Halcyon stands a broken beauty and she disentegrates hour by hour - but not as some giant relic of the past or, for Millbrook's Fathers, some hulking wreck undeserving of compassion...but as a testament of what we value in this world, how we treat our history, what purpose our memories serve and, most of all, the power of lasting values. Halcyon may fall, but perhaps it needs the rest like the sleep that comes from beautiful things having transpired and served those it embraced so well.

Thanks for another great Gallery! Miss you too Debbie, Love ya.

It looks like some weird experimental soap dish from the 60's

Window to a world where I will never be part of…

Hidden memories...

nice!

You rock autoguy.

@Mary McWilliams: Very well said. Beautiful.

Long walks down a hall that ate away the life of a man of hopeless choices.
Each step kept him upright when falling seemed the better choice.
Putrid clothing hung from a form that still felt empty after meals of institutional blandness.
If only he had a visitor to keep his spirits up. To keep him upright for a little longer as he walked down that lonely hall to the social madness
of his empty encampment.

@judderman, what kind of dimwit lumps Nazis and Soviets in with Turks? Fools like you are an embarrassment to humanity.

this siweird

i fell so sorry for all the souls