4,224 Comments for Northampton State Hospital

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Either this room housed multiple Joses or the man liked carving his name for posterity. Maybe he just wanted to make sure he wasn't overlooked or forgotten - and now he's here, gifted with the immortality of the intarwebz.
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Oh, and if you look, any determined patient could simply scale this fence and go right out over the top.
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Some were used for patients, however I think this was probably a storage area. Most patient "cages" were located in secluded areas and certainly didn't include windows.
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As if to accentuate... the greenish moss creeps up like grass for the flowers as the blackness of annihilation blooms in the midst.
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Now that you mention it, there is an "AT" in front of that!
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Here, here, A D! Motts has achieved a mastery of UE!
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I've had no experience seeing (first-hand) abandoned buildings in snow. But it surely will be something I get to see this year, as I've moved to Colorado. From your perspective, it certainly seems to be a sight to behold.
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From the looks of the paint, the movie itself was a long time ago. (If indeed that is why the wall is even that color.)
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Once, the housekeeping staff wiped and polished these knobs and plates. Now the staff is nothing but a memory.... and so is Northampton.

Except here, where Motts has preserved its heritage.
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When you hear someone say, "Everything but the kitchen sink..." well, now you know where the sink went.

Although this looks to be more like a bathroom sink. ;-)
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Ah, to know of the people who spent their nights upon this bed, and what dreams they may have endured...
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Astounding!
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I'd rather see the forces of nature pull a building like this back into the earth upon which it stood for so long, than to see the machinery of mankind heartlessly plow it under.
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Something about old, darkened lights just gets me every time. The brightness we surround ourselves with to keep out the gloom is part of what defines our modern existence. To see lights, extinguished and obsolete, drives home for me the depth of abandonment in these venerable old places. Never again will the glow of these fixtures illuminate the halls here. The glow of continuing life has permanently departed.
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What was said behind this door echoed down through the lives of so many who passed between these walls. Now... the final fate has been decided for the walls themselves.