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Romania, August 2019 (Part 3)

Posted on Nov 17, 2019 in Travel, Urban Exploration | 2 comments

OH HELL YES I WANT TO CLIMB UP IN THE BELL TOWER YOU BEGUILING ENCHANTRESS.

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Romania, August 2019 (Part 2)

Posted on Nov 17, 2019 in Travel, Urban Exploration | 3 comments

“A hulking heap strewn with all sorts of gewgaws and cheap fineries. 2/10, would not recommend.”

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Romania, August 2019 (Part 1)

Posted on Nov 17, 2019 in Travel, Urban Exploration | 0 comments

“I MUST HAVE THE TALLEST ELEVATOR TESTING TOWER IN THE WORLD TO COMPENSATE FOR MY TINY GENITALIA!”

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Abandoned Miscellany, 2013-2015

Posted on Aug 9, 2015 in Urban Exploration | 0 comments

This time I will reveal nothing.

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Hospital 11, June 2015

Posted on Aug 8, 2015 in Urban Exploration | 0 comments

As my time in the Mysterious East comes to an end, we are venturing further afield. And by “Mysterious East,” I mean “New England.”

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Geriatric Authority of Holyoke, August 2014 (Part 2)

Posted on Feb 7, 2015 in Urban Exploration | 0 comments

“You have the most beautiful blue eyes… And that sweater! Did you knit it yourself?” She would say that to everybody for a cigarette.

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Geriatric Authority of Holyoke, August 2014 (Part 1)

Posted on Aug 30, 2014 in Urban Exploration | 0 comments

“Despite the Great Depression, World Wars, epidemics, blizzards… the structures on this site have been open to serve elders in need.”

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Hospital 10, August 2014

Posted on Aug 15, 2014 in Urban Exploration | 0 comments

“DROP IT!” someone yelled, or possibly, “OH SHIT!” or maybe even, “YOU’RE TRESpassing.” Later, there was disagreement on this point.

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The Place Where Trains Go to Die, June 2014

Posted on Jun 27, 2014 in Urban Exploration | 0 comments

“I should probably check MapQuest to see how long it will take me to get to this place…”

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School 04, June 2014

Posted on Jun 27, 2014 in Urban Exploration | 0 comments

In our weakened state, we were ripe pickings for a gang of steroid-and-alcohol-enhanced jocks, who mercilessly punched us in the kidneys.

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