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Naw, I had to take a wicked piss!

Motts: What gives? I 'm from CT, Whats's with Benedict Street?

Of course this room could be something totally inocent. Like where they folded, stored, and dispensed clean towels.

....you know this is a keeper....copyright ...beauty.
I don't know where this (door) went: I don't know where (this door) goes....There are tooooo many avenoooooes.
Don't let this baby go.
Great shot, Mr, M.

Sumac trees are amazing. They grow in places no other living thing could. They seem to thrive on a diet of dog urine and cigarette butts.

new orleans un-submerge.....

Ok, I was her last night and the building is 1) not refurbished, 2) definitely inhabited by cats and people (due to the fresh use of the toilet which we noticed), 3) there were no murals or paintings that I saw, and 4) there was glass scattered all over the floor, even where there was no way for window glass to reach naturally.....this was one of the cooler of the building I was able to explore.

Frog post is frowning.....:-(

Cubes are good. Solid glass blocks were actually manufactured in the early 1900- 70s. Got a wide range of resources!
I think glass blocks are a swell way of insolating houses/rooms. Hey, that is where they came from, right?
Any info. on where glass blocks originated would be appreciated. THANKS

Well *I* am impressed! That's good info. :-)

By God, she's right! I pulled both pix and put them in my Photo Shop program, and they are the same pic.

Good eye, Chey!

There are many stories of ghosts. The noises on hears is actually the windows rattling in the wind. We us to walk our patients in these halls. On sunny days these buildings were the most attrative architectual wonders. The symmetry, the masonary.

actually this room was not for patients. We used this room for mops, cleaning supplies and stuff like that. In the early days, patients actually were the ones who did the cleaning.

I spent many hours in that library. It holds many memories. I would love it, if you wold publish a book with there pictures. My children don't believe that such a place really existed. I remember the fun we had as students living on the grounds, the sadness as one of our patients died and the comraderie one feels when they say " I'm a Pilgrim grad". thanks for this site.

They called it the Mayflower building because once you were on, you had to come across! See you in the ruins/////Phantom