756 Comments for Broadacres Hospital

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Looks like my house
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this looks like a device that one would place their dirty silverware and tray...
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No kidding! As will I...[shudders with the thought]
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Thanks so much vinny. I'll have nightmares tonite.
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Thanks folks...I hate clowns and would never have seen if you hadn't mentioned it ;)
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That damn spider can't even let her rest in death! LOL
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Looks like my bed after my favorite bag of potato chips! LOL
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Damn Motts when did you sneak in and take a picture of my office?
Patient confidentiality don't seem to apply in a lot of these old places once they close down. That is sad.
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Pimp my wheel chair.
Maybe we could make our own show American Wheel Chair.
Seriously nothing like a place to have your wheels fixed or a place to customize you chair for ya.
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And when there was system failure, there was the can on the floor under the Executone unit. Where's the string and the other can? Motts?
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Executone was a telephone equipment manufacturer, that is an old switchboard unit for a phone system.
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Okay, I'm dizzy now.

Ghosts are an interesting concept.
I do believe that every living being leaves an impression on the physical world.
I mean really. Who's gone house shopping (apartments count too) and when you walk into the house you can feel the prior residents. Wether it was a happy home or a not so happy home.

Do I believe that the spirits rise from the dead and haunt the living? Yes and no.
I believe that the not so happy feelings result in a lingering sensation of 'haunted'.
But no, I don't believe in seeing a physical manifestation of a manical demon coming to get me.
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You can tell that patient confidentiality wasn't a major concern like it is now.
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With those falling window screens, it almost looks like the Haney Place. (LOL)
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Jessica, Mr. Covenant was a thorn in all of our sides. Motts lets us interpret however we please, and there is nothing wrong with how you see things. I hope Covenant's B.S. doesn't deter you from enjoying Motts' site.