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Schusev State Museum of Architecture by Yuri Polonski, Anton Demakov, and Mark Ars
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Ålesund in miniature By Patricia Hamilton
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Matt Lambros - Abandoned Theaters | on Tumblr | Previous post
Click on each image for location details.
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In response to the point raised by that last anonymous question, here are a few photos of some lovely abandoned spaces.
Top row: Railway station in Abkhazia; shipyard near Chernobyl.
Second row: Spa at Hell Bourg, Réunion; Badouzi, Taiwan.
Third row: Coal production plant, Ruhr Valley, Germany.
Fourth row: Kayakoy, Turkey; Valley of the Mills, Sorrento, Italy.
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From “English Woodlands and Their Story”, Houghton Townley, 1910.
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Monastery in Armenia
Copyright John Webley 2012
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UK - Oxford - Brasenose Lane - Darrell Godliman
Between journeys, I stop to rest.
I come full circle: my endings and beginnings are one. The world dragon that bites its own tail, the life\death\life mother. Always there is blood, often there are tears, but sometimes there is laughter. We are all standing on the bones of our ancestors, millennia of love and toil brought us here.
This is the world of one who is only at home when lost.
