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Smoking hot music played by the Walking Dead at Beelitz Heilstätten...
Urbex is short for Urban Exploration. It is the act of going to and exploring lost and forgotten places that are not visited and often even inaccessible to the general public. Such places include abandoned factories, hospitals, schools, offices and other derelict buildings, unused nuclear bunkers, old military buildings, disused rail yards etc. The real urbexer will NOT break anything in (or to get into) these places. In fact that is considered VERY bad form. But if access can be obtained without causing any damage, then that's considered fair game. Vandalism and graffiti are NOT allowed. It's like nature photography: Leave only footprints, take only pictures.
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So at last, we're on our way all together for an exploration of the Mumbles and Oystermouth, the area towards Swansea. The whole of the 5 mile seafront between the Mumbles and Swansea is attractive and there is greenery most of the way along, with parks here and there. This isn't far from our apartment. Tim stops to give Harbie a treat.
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Today for Exploration Friday, I went exploring for a bit in a same called Wizardhat Studios, and it looked like a pretty nice place to travel around in, and there was an airship there as well. Where this photo was taken.
The uncovering of portal gates, constructed by ancient civilizations, revolutionized space travel and exploration. However, the pioneers who arrived at Trosie N9 were ill-equipped to confront the challenges posed by the local wildlife...
Here we have my very first internal view of Pye. This was taken on a later visit with a clamp to get a higher POV than normal
...ni en la caída... verás mis lagrimas correr...
aunque rompa el día en cristales y se corten mis pies...
y se tiña de sangre mi presencia...
ni la vengaza ni la ira....
sólo yo...
en mi lucha ...en mi huida...
quizá herida....quizá tocada de costado...
donde el tiempo asoló mis campos
y la piel se hizo girones ...raida de sueños
consumida ....
pero no verás la sal de mis ojos...
no verás más mi corazón diciendo palabras que nadie comprende, ni tu
no verás mi dolor ni mi alma partida en dos
cansada...la última mirada hacia atrás....
para decir ...aquí estoy yo...
te dejo sobre la hierba todo aquello que de ti yo poseia..
...palabras....mojadas.... extendidas...vacias...
pero si quieres.... puedes salvarme..
diciendome adios y borrando tu huella de mis días.
devolviendome la vida...
Mirame...
proque ya no estaré más.