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excited for Halloween, everyone have a good spooky month!!!!!!
ITS SPOOKY MONTH
REBLOG FOR SPOOKY MONTHHHHH
(also can’t wait for all the Halloween art ITS SO GOOD)
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Good and bad memories on one of these bad boys...
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Would you like to go in? (Lisa's General Store, Pennsylvania)
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So many places to explore...
(Lyon, France)
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Gonna get some fine pizza here!
Taken by my pal Jeff
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This seems like something straight out of Edward Scissorhands, I dont know why.
This doesn't feel right.
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i would feel the opposite of safe in there
safety comes first
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The ultimate hide n seek.
Torres Blancas in Madrid, Spain, designed by Francisco Javier Sáenz de Oiza. Photo: Javier Sáenz Guerra.
(Design Milk)
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I wish I could go here...
The food court under the World Trade Center.
The Interiors Book of Shops & Restaurants (1981)
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Been A While (Part 2)
Last year, I went to that same mall. I nearly cried. It looked so much more rundown and sad on the outside, and worn out pain just barely signaled parking spots on a nearly empty lot. Going inside was a shock. What was a lively shopping center for everyone, was now a barely populated area, small stores scattered around empty spaces closed off by a metal fence. The security guard even seemed surprised that a whole family of four came into this place. You have seen them, those eerie, empty places with nearly nobody. Quiet music echoes around the halls and the buzz of the yellow lights to accompany it. Somehow stores can still reside in those halls, even if the mall has around 100 visitors a day, with around 12 of those visitors actually purchasing goods from the shops, or expired candy from the rusted machines. Play places sit still collecting dust, carousels and other little rides become inoperable. What I said was merely a description of what I saw when I entered that mall again. No word of exaggeration. Anyways, I spent around 2 hours in there looking through the shops. I bought a stale gumball, and took pictures of some empty spaces. Only one can still be found anywhere. I bought around two things in total aside from that gumball, which would be a break in a massage chair, and a pink shirt with a retro disco ball on it. I did put one quarter into a game machine which resided in a small arcade, but instead of booting up Ms. Pac Man, it just malfunctioned and turned off. I said nothing about it. When I went back home I got onto my PC and searched for videos on that mall, uploaded before 2015. I had so much nostalgia looking at the mall again, seeing videos of young children on the now non-functioning carousel, people swarming the areas and families entering and exiting stores at a constant. Yet at the same time, I was sad. Sad that such a huge memory of mine has now faded into a silhouette of what it once was. Hopefully that mall can still stay open, but I doubt it will. Don't things like this make you sad too? Go visit your local mall with some friends, and show it some appreciation. You never know when things you hold dear to you will fade away. (Part 2 of 2) - Wyntre Woods 2023, posting on Limbo Landscapes
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Been A While.
Hey. How's it going. Been pretty busy these past months, which meant no activity on this page. But, I want that to change soon. I've been getting into the whole "liminal space" subject again, and it reminded me of this page on tumblr I made a while ago. That's just a bit of what I wanted to talk about. Something is on my mind recently. I don't have any pictures for interesting abandoned places or familiar locations you swore you have seen before, but this does have something to do with those. Abandoned malls. You have seen them, those eerie, empty places with nearly nobody. Quiet music echoes around the halls and the buzz of the yellow lights to accompany it. Somehow stores can still reside in those halls, even if the mall has around 100 visitors a day, with around 12 of those visitors actually purchasing goods from the shops, or expired candy from the rusted machines. Play places sit still collecting dust, carousels and other little rides become inoperable. Why am I bringing this up though? It's December of 2014. People are rushing to buy presents for loved ones, roads are filled up with cars sitting in traffic, going to different stores and restaurants with family and friends. People sit outside of popular thrift stores dressed in well built Santa costumes, ringing a bell and giving their merriest "Ho, Ho Ho!" waiting for people to slip a coin into a red bucket beside them. That is exactly what I saw, while my parents drove me and my sister to a local mall, that was exploding in popularity. It was very hard to find a parking spot, but eventually a lane was found where my parents rushed to pull into. I remember being so excited, just waiting to see what was in store, and what was in stores too. I was still building my Christmas list at the time, and I was taken there with my sister to get ideas. It was, to say the least, extravagant. The large halls were crowded with people talking to each other, navigating to shops to buy gifts for their families and friends. Candy and vending machines were nearly empty, with lines of kids my size waiting to try new bubblegum flavors, and new stuffed animals that they knew they couldn't get. So many red and green decorations were scattered throughout, from snowflakes, to streamers, to little icons with snowmen, Santa, elves, and other such family favorites on the walls. Charity organizations and stores had their sponsored signs across the walls and on pillars, with merry signs to attract customers and donors. Christmas songs would play through the speakers, though you could barely hear it through the footsteps and chattering of hundreds of people. I don't think a single person there wasn't smiling. Finally, my dad guided my into a gift shop. I couldn't get many ideas as half of the shelves were empty, because all of the popular toys were sold out. It seemed like a scene straight out of my favorite Christmas movie Jingle All The Way. I got to sit on Santa's lap and I excitedly told him exactly what I wanted - a huge marble run set. It was probably my dream toy, to make my own marble courses and show them off to my family. I would go through all of the shops finding gift ideas for myself and my family, taking notes on a little notepad I had brought with me. That, was probably the best memory of my life, that single day. I was so happy, travelling through the mall, and the rest of town. I was so young, and even the littlest thing would make me so happy. Good things dont last forever. (PART 1 OF 2) - Wyntre Woods 2023, posting on Limbo Landscapes
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I will enjoy my stay, thanks!
Virtual Oasis
iG: @eth3realm
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