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The limestone quarry of Chanaz has been converted into mushroom farm once the site abandoned. Here is a mushroom farm, cultures arranged in line. The staircase leads to the upper level of the quarry.
 
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The highest halls of the lantern tower of the Cathedral of Coutances. Its floor has been weakened over the years, it is no more open to the public.
 
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The underground quarry Vic sur Aisne has been operated on several levels. They are clearly visible here.
 
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Hotel-Dieu d'Etampes is a hospital founded in 1195. In recent centuries, the hospital has been enlarged many times. But a new hospital Etampes, much more modern, is going to compete. In 1991 the hospital is closed. The clinical Juine Valley, near, will suffer the same fate ten years later.
 
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The upper floor of the chapel. We see a tier railings has been thrown into the void. The degradation of the area is worrying the past two years ...
 
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The pool molitor has been threatened time and vandals ...
 
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The Church of St. Augustine (Paris) has been built under the direction of Victor Baltard between 1860 and 1871. The land for the building is small, so they used a metal structure for the building. The advantage of this kind of construction is the absence of flying buttresses. That was the first time a great building was built with a metal structure. The land also not having a rectangular shape, wich is why the church is trapezoidal, with a narrow face and a much larger chorus. It measures about 100m long and rises to 80m high.
 
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This corridor is almost completely around one of the last level gave me the solution to the legend that surrounds the courthouse in Brussels. Indeed, the legend says there are so many rooms that nobody really knows the number. It would suffice to count them you say? Certainly, but the legend also says that some rooms are hidden! And it's true! This corridor will lead to narrowing to a dead end. But shortly before, once a straight line (since it is the turn of the last square base, so that makes 4 times) there is a steep staircase, added a bit anyway, which is sometimes blocked the passage a pipeline. This staircase leads into empty rooms mysteriously seem to have been recently refurbished (light, electrical outlets). Impossible to know what they were good or what they will be used, it is already difficult to access with empty hands, imagine the trouble we have to make a table! No other access to these rooms, no windows.
 
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In the quarries of the 16th in Paris, in the Palais de Chaillot. These quarries have been called "catacombs Trocadero" because a part was used in the Universal Exhibition of 1900 to show the public the geology of the basement. Height 55 feet 4 inches / 17 Metes 8693 (as printed on the wall)

We call these underground quarries "quarries of Chaillot". The size of these quarries was 12 acres originally, but now it remains only a small network of underground tunnels. At Expo 1900, we used a small portion of the underground galleries to present the work of mining and underground quarries. A prototype of the Channel Tunnel was also conducted.
 
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One of the many leaflets Claustrophile long to read.

I feel lonely. Sitting on the edge of a puddle, waiting night after night came from an image, even furtive, which will warm my frozen heart. Boredom is deadly but I am perhaps more myself.
I do not control my movements. It seems I am doomed to remain motionless near the puddle. I can sit there, going to bed at the top in every sense, to slip under the surface. But I can not go away. Several weeks have passed already, maybe more. I lost track of time. I also lost touch and smell.

It all began one evening in July, right here. I rode north through here. I walked into the puddle and I did not immediately understood what was abnormal about it opposed the reaction to my muddy boots. In retracing my steps that I understood, without understanding anything beyond. The water that I had defiled was perfectly clear! I did another test, stirring the surface with my dirty soles. But water does not disturb and do not wash my boot. Worse, it penetrated the boot but no step had resulted. I started to jump in with both feet, there was no splash. I thought mad.
I think when I last had committed error in allowing my curiosity until that train was going to lose. I squatted and I plunged his hand into the water. I could see through transparency, I felt the cold touch and wet. But the water do not wobble. If I was raising in my palm and I let her run, she immediately incorporated the puddle remained perfectly motionless. I was scared.
But after a few minutes I emerged reflects a man who looked at me. I was scared to see it without having heard it, but it was nothing of the horror that awaited me next. Because when I turned around there was nobody behind me. This man existed only in reflection. And only in this puddle. I saw him once. It was already too late.
I was terrified. The stranger in the mirror and spoke agitated, as if trying to tell me something. But he remained silent to my ears. I panicked. I wanted to run but I was so scared I did not notice the sky of the quarry. I myself am hit with unprecedented violence. I think the shock was fatal.
Where I felt back up, I saw myself lying with his head in a puddle of blood flowing to the puddle of water. But when I looked at the puddle that is me that I could not see. I had no reflection.
The body was lying nearby was finally identified but it was not mine wearing my clothing and my backpack.
It was the man I saw in the reflection! He set off again in flesh and blood, for me, leaving me alone and trapped in my fate! I could not even follow him, as if the puddle of water had been magnetized. Since I am still waiting in the darkness, someone realizes that the puddle is still ...

Maybe you than I expected. You who picked up this pamphlet, a little better scans the surface of the water ...
 
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