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I was doing the usual things people do on a Thursday night, you know - listening to music from the stoneage, designing 3-D knobs to be used on the GUI of an MS-20 emulation, picking my nose... when I stumbled across a couple of sites dealing with places... abandoned places. Just as I was about to ignore them, it appeared to me I was not the Man Who Fell to Earth (according to my therapist). And those distant memories of being a child actually weren't programmed in by the Borg but are real memories (again, according to my therapist). And among those memories I found a strange attraction towards... abandoned buildings. Or pictures thereof. So for the few humans out there reading this blog that share this preference (or that just feel a bit bored right now...) here's some places to go see. First, there's infiltration.org. Spooky name. Spooky pikshaz. Next stop, abandoned memories. Pure loneliness... And all of a sudden, it's like four hours later and I really have to go sleep. I get carried away way too easily.