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photojojo:

Someone should invent glasses that let you see into the past!

In the meantime, Sergey Larenkov’s photos do a good job. Here’s photos of Paris in the 1940s blended into photos of modern-day Paris.

Old Photos Blended into New Photos

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helloyoucreatives:

Brilliantly simple campaign for Leica in Switzerland. 

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anglophilium:

This!

anglophilium:

This!

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para-pants:

Morning Asylum Gate by sunliner500 on Flickr.
Traverse City State Hospital. This gate stands between the old asylum and the commuter parking lot for my job. For the OWA group — The Traverse City State Hospital was built around 1880, and served as a mental hospital for the entire state of Michigan until it closed somewhere in the late 1980’s. There’s a Flickr group for the State Hospital (check the link on the right sidebar) This is a gate leading to the back of Building 50 — one of the largest buildings I have ever seen, bar none — it’s got to be a quarter-mile long, and was the main building for the entire campus. In its heyday, the State Hospital was a self-sufficient community…it had a farm that grew its own livestock, and crops, and food; its own power plant, and repair shops, and a captive (pun intended) labor force to run it all. I even remember growing up, “being sent to Traverse City” was the same as being called crazy.

para-pants:

Morning Asylum Gate by sunliner500 on Flickr.

Traverse City State Hospital. This gate stands between the old asylum and the commuter parking lot for my job.

For the OWA group — The Traverse City State Hospital was built around 1880, and served as a mental hospital for the entire state of Michigan until it closed somewhere in the late 1980’s. There’s a Flickr group for the State Hospital (check the link on the right sidebar)

This is a gate leading to the back of Building 50 — one of the largest buildings I have ever seen, bar none — it’s got to be a quarter-mile long, and was the main building for the entire campus. In its heyday, the State Hospital was a self-sufficient community…it had a farm that grew its own livestock, and crops, and food; its own power plant, and repair shops, and a captive (pun intended) labor force to run it all.

I even remember growing up, “being sent to Traverse City” was the same as being called crazy.

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