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|  07-30-2005, 08:13 PM | #1 (permalink) | 
| peekaboo Location: on the back, bitch | 
				
				The Charm of Monotonk
			 This place was unreal. It's a complete resort, built almost 100 years ago, located in the Catskills Mtns of New York in New Paltz. Its grounds cover 10 square miles, and the building is huge and awesome. I don't think my entire town has that many porches!              
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|  07-30-2005, 08:40 PM | #2 (permalink) | 
| Fancy Location: Chicago | Nice pictures. I really like the first one and the one looking up the stairs. I love pictures that look up staircases, especially spiral ones. Thanks for sharing! 
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|  07-30-2005, 09:08 PM | #4 (permalink) | 
| Junkie Location: Chicago | That is a gorgeous building, you did a good job capturing its atmosphere.  Like ohh shesus, I like the first and fifth, but I especially like the B&W perspective shot. 
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|  08-02-2005, 10:02 AM | #6 (permalink) | 
| Leaning against the -Sun- Super Moderator Location: on the other side | those rocking chairs look creepy....but it looks like an interesting place. Nice photos. 
				__________________ Whether we write or speak or do but look We are ever unapparent. What we are Cannot be transfused into word or book. Our soul from us is infinitely far. However much we give our thoughts the will To be our soul and gesture it abroad, Our hearts are incommunicable still. In what we show ourselves we are ignored. The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged By any skill of thought or trick of seeming. Unto our very selves we are abridged When we would utter to our thought our being. We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams, And each to each other dreams of others' dreams. Fernando Pessoa, 1918 | 
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|  08-02-2005, 10:08 AM | #7 (permalink) | |
| peekaboo Location: on the back, bitch | Quote: 
  
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