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The trick to escaping them is to puff yourself up as much as possible without being noticeable. Anyway, that's what a brief internet search told me. Apparently it works with most restraints as well. Hence, how the escape artists do it, I guess. I suppose the theory behind it is that, once you deflate, you'll have a lot of slack to work with. Escape artists kind of interest me, so I actually wouldn't mind give it a try. Hmm...

the lamp and the typewriter look like they're best friends

Heh, whoops!

Motts, you are absolutely my hero. Great photographs, but, perhaps more importantly, great locations. Good God man, you strike gold every where you go, it seems. You're Spiderman, right? You must have superpowers of some sort. Jails, hospitals, you're damn near everywhere, and half of these places are practically untouched when you get there. I tried not to say it, but it must be said... I <3 you.

Only the shadow knows bawaaaaaaaa111

Nancy, I love your comments, I can feel your anger about all the waste, its so true. Y ou mentioned something about other sites. Can you share some? Thank You.

Ah, I was talking with people who did urbex in some really horrible inner city neighborhoods. They actually found a prison like this (maybe even the same one!) and went in. The nice thing is all the vandals tend to pass it over because they are too terrified of the people inside, but these guys that went in said the drifters who lived there were amazingly nice. They couldn't believe that anyone would actually want to explore the place so they were happy to show the group around. I don't know, my experience with drifters and addicts have always been positive as well. Sometimes you have to hand over a little money to get them off your back, but for the most part they just go about their business without paying you any attention.

Na look at that big ghostley thing in the back room. I working in a hospital though do wonder about those records too.

I don't usually go for warm colours. Blues and greens tend to be more my thing, but I think this photograph just converted me.

It's called treaded rod and it will carry more weight than you would think.

The thing that makes me sad about this shot actually is that our prisons are filling with non-violent drug offenders. What's wrong with tha, you ask? Well, for every kid who goes to prison just because he got caught with an ounce of marijuana, a rapist, murderer, robber, or some other sort of felon will be let out early on parole to clear up space. It seems so silly that we fight drugs harder than we fight violence. Oy, but that's your libertarian public service anouncement for today. :oS

Hmm, I'd love to stalk the hallways hunting them down. Anyone think it's worth a 3 hour drive? No seriously, I wouldn't hurt them, but that doesn't mean I couldn't still have fun. It's a miracle the tricks you can learn from an old book of magic tricks and a psychology textbook. It also helps that my grandmother, through her long nursing career, has stolen huge amounts of supplies from every hospital she worked at. Even bloody bandages. She's weird like that. Before the disposable stuff came out she'd take any that she couldn't wash the stains out of. "They were just going to throw them away!" she'd say with an annoyed shake of her head. Ah, her house is essentially one giant prop storage facility for a horror movie. Everything from stained bandages to discarded surgical tools. She's even got big barrels of nastiness in her basement. I'm not sure what it is exactly, but it appears to be some sort of powerful disinfectant. It's slowly eating it's way out of the metal barrels. I suspect when it escapes it's going to take over the whole house.

LONG ISLAND
Those were unbelievable pictures. Not too much scares me.
running out of coffee
running out of cigarettes
running out of ice cream, Well you get it. Those are great i gotta go back and look at them again. More pleas!

Not so "spookie" in color and in the summer huh?