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Why not take things from abandoned hotels that are eventually just gonna get torn down anyway.
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Weasel - You went to Cat-lick school? Well .. that explains a LOT.

Just kidding, sweets. Luv you.
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I really respect what you do, sucks how sometimes the past is just plowed over and forgotten forever. But we got people like you who risk their butts going into these places preserving them in film. Thanks alot man.
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Really flippin awesome shot. THis is is especially shweet cuz it looks so artistic with the chair and the peeling paint. Looks almost like a sculpture that takes years to make. Great job capturing it and thanks for showing it
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Interesting observation, ChaserOne. I love learning about the old canal systems. So you think this is part of an old aquaduct from an old canal? Neat. That would put it in the area of the 1820's to up to the civil war in age, before trains were the chosen form of transport.
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Sketch, you have painted the past in pastels.
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I went to Catholic school for 12 years. These are common structures on the grounds of convents and monasteries. They are prayer grottos, Motts is correct. Usually a statue of a Saint or of Mary is placed inside and it is a place to pray and to reflect in a religious manner. Some places have beautiful flowers and gardens planted around it. Most likey not a building.
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And to think of all the money I spent buying these bottles on ebay for my collection!
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The rack and reunion of days gone by. The shadows and images still exsist in that strange place. Who said that the past doesn.t influence the future.
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Wonderful study of light and shadow. I'm sitting there .
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Wouldn't you love to have been there on a 18 th cent. victorian trip, having a fine wine with a beutiful woman of the times.
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The archway presenting the outside world would be worthy of an eighteenth century drawing room. Very ethetic.
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What lies beneath?
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In uni I had a lecturer who remembered these machines when he did rotations. He would tell us that the whistling of these machines in a dark ward at night was one of the creepiest things he had ever heard.
we were passing by but we got stopped by a cop and they said we had to leave. how do you get into the place? im curious.