This abandoned tuberculosis hospital right down the street from my house has some of the most interesting and beautiful graffiti I’ve seen, I’m sad for not getting more pictures. It closed in the early ’80s, and some of the lockers still had patients’ rusted hangers in them. Supposedly one of the most haunted places in Massachusetts, although I didn’t experience anything (which was super disappointing). There’s three huge buildings and every time you turned around there was a new stairwell. I could’ve stayed for hours.