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Signs without Signification - Jeff Brouws
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Local Lens: Touring the History of New Orleans Architecture with @johnicenola
To discover more architectural photos of “The Big Easy” through the lens of a local, follow @johnicenola on Instagram.
If walls could talk, Johnice Katz (@johnicenola) knows that the houses of New Orleans, Louisiana, would have amazing stories to tell. “It’s just obvious that these old houses have something to say,” she says. “Incredible things have happened here and tragic things have happened here. The houses have seen it all.”
As a local real estate agent, Johnice is constantly discovering architectural gems that chronicle New Orleans’s incomparable cultural history. “New Orleans, being the melting pot that it is, just mixed all kinds of types and styles together over the years according to trends and personal preferences,” explains Johnice. “Some of the types include the Creole cottage, the American townhouse, the shotgun, the double gallery house, and the camelback.”
Her favorite locations to photograph architecture are in the Bayou St. John neighborhood, where some of the oldest surviving houses still stand. She also loves the Seventh Ward where “shotgun style” houses predominate. And to find those brightly painted houses, she recommends the Bywater neighborhood. “It’s a fun, funky place to take pictures because people take a lot of pride in their exterior paint colors.”
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We could’ve also tried to get in through the roof.
Pavillon for lung diseased women, Beelitz Heilstätten, July 2014. 
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Abandoned Theme Parks (x)
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So a little while ago I went on an urbex outing with a mate (let’s call him the kid) in Katoomba. For those who don’t know, Katoomba is well known for it’s odd locals who enjoy their drugs. Now as I drove up and parked outside the perimeter fence, guess who was leaving? Security guards… Spose that’s a good sign, seeing as if they were on their daily/weekly patrol they wouldn’t be back in the next few hours.
After a quick loop, and finding 4 holes, we set our eyes on the target.
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Whoever was in charge of keeping people out had done a good job. Every door, window or tunnel in was well blocked.
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As we walked around the building me and the kid notice what we are walking under was once some glass room.
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As you’d expect every bit of glass was obliterated.
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Continuing around we are completely unable to find any entry point, and as a last try the kid attempts the front door. Guess which door was not locked in any way… As we enter we are greeted by an 80% dark room, illuminated by my flash.
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You will never understand how dark it was in here. It. Was. Black. Nothing was visible. At all. And walking all over smashed glass and nails and through hobos living quarters in the dark is quite unnerving 
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After about 30 pot luck photos being taken, 4 of which were any good, we proceeded up the staircase and into the light. 
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Level 2 there had been a half-ass attempt to cover the windows, and as a result everything was visible. This was also the floor that the pigeons loved to hang out in.
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Wandering through the sporadically layed out rooms and laughing at the childish graffiti we stumble upon this huge room. This was not expected.
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Continuing around this floor, my camera battery decided to die. 20 minutes later I tried turning it back on and it was fine, the battery was low but not empty… In this time we had walked up another level of stairs, had climbed to the top of the elevator shaft (an 80 degree inclined set of stairs) looked in the roof, realized we had lost a water bottle and stumbled on a homeless mans living quarters. I wish I could have photographed what this man had in his room. There was a table, chair, steel frame bed, mattress,  2 blankets and pillows all layed out neatly. This surprised me for 2 reasons: 1-he had taken the time to organize & clean his home before he left and 2-how the fuck does 1 man carry a friggin bed over(or through) a fence, through a small doorway & up 3 flights of stairs by himself??? I also pointed out to the kid that there was a 70cm long piece of 2 by 4 with 2 nails sticking out next to the bed, presumably used for self defense. The kid would have preferred that I didn’t point that out. 
Now that my battery was working again I could photograph the next huge room we found.
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Along with the childish scrawl, there was some big blue arrows painted on the ground. And as any wise person in a horror movie would do, I followed the arrows, and stumbled on this.
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It was clear that people had graffitied in here and it had been regularly repainted, so to find this was not expected at all. This floor was the most damaged structurally. The floor was bowing, the walls smashed in, the roof simply collapsing.
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And to top it off, all the staircases were missing vital hand rails, so one step too far backwards and a 3 story drop was your fate.
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A few more happy snaps, then we made our escape. 
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Happily the door was till open, as there was a padlock on the outside door and somebody could have locked us inside. We also located the missing bottle on the floor. All in all an amazing day, and a great spot.
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Abandoned Island in the Middle of NYC
Located in between Queens and the Bronx, in 1885 the island was used to build a hospital complex to quarantine and treat people suffering from smallpox and typhoid fever. In the 1950’s it was turned into a rehab center. The entire island has been abandoned since 1963.
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San Zhi, Taiwan.
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Crash Palace Lichen and Moss Encrusted Car Vehicles Horopito Abandoned in New Zealand by eriagn on Flickr.
Via Flickr: As work gangs laying the North Island Main Trunk rail line from Auckland and Wellington moved inexorably closer together temporary work camps moved with them. Horopito was one such camp but by 1908 with the completion of the line it became obvious that Horopito was to be more than a work camp as a saw milling industry had started to establish in the district. Horopito township was surveyed about this time, the original map showing many streets and residential sections, and areas set aside for cemetery, hospital, police and educational purposes. In fact, studying promotional literature of the time, Horopito was expected to develop into a “Great Central Town located in the natural centre of the Great Waimarino Forest, which embraces tens of thousands of acres of the finest milling bush in the Colony” However, in spite of this Horopito never really thrived. It depended on sawmilling and railway traffic for its existence and by the late 1950’s, with the native forest cleared, the decline had set in and most of the small population had moved on. The school closed in 1966 and the Post Office in 1971. Sometime during the mid 1940’s Bill Cole arrived in town and established a motor garage and repair shop in what was originally a sawmill with cookhouse/bunkroom. He milled existing trees off the property with his own sawmill, which still stands and has been recently restored, built the family home and later the large sheds to house the ever burgeoning collection of cars. Bill’s philosophy was that if a car for dismantling came into the yard and whatever parts were not sold they would stay there. Nothing was scrapped, which explains the vast collection of parts that are here today The iconic New Zealand movie “Crash Palace” was filmed here in 1981.
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Folkestone Harbour Station by A&H_photography on Flickr.
Via Flickr: Un used railway station on the folkestone harbour.
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Abandoned Detritus and Decay in B&W
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(via 500px / Photo “Chemlab” by The brokenview)
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