I just don't get it. Why do these pin heads go into a building and trash it? Is their gene pool too shallow? Are they compensating for their genitals short comings? Sad, sad, sad.
Just FULL of disappointment after disappointment....
Warm alcohol. No hot water. No grit and salt to grit the roads and save people from crashing and killing themselves. Chavs on every street corner and in every job centre. All of my friends have children, and I'm only 18, they keep telling me to have a baby. Horrible parents. Crap food.
I stayed in a hotel recently to do some training for my job...
The lifts were fine... It was the stairs that scared me :)
The whole of the hotel was modern and built up, but the stairs were left behind... brown tiles and a steralised feel to them... one metal staircase rail fitted on the wall, and just flights and flights of stairs...
I can just imagine one person standing in each door way...
Pale, solitary and expresionless.
Waiting for some sort of order, or demand, to be asked of them.
They would obey, because they have no other options. Once you go in, you never come back out. Your soul no longer is 'your soul'.
Thank you for keeping history alive with your beautiful pictures. Your artwork truly captures me and is so captivating. What an awesome profession. I'm jealous. I would love to explore through history like this. Again, thank you.
The power plants were built specifically for the hospital as most institutions were situated in remote areas where they could not connect to a city's steam and power lines. Coal was brought in by locomotive and burned to generate enough power and steam (for heat) to supply these massive hospital campuses.
This power plant at Kings Park is actually the fourth plant built over the lifetime of the hospital.