The staff apartment corridor. And yeah, those really do look like apartment doors.
For some reason their last use has had something to do with the wards in the newer wings of the house.
The story goes on in here.
So a storage room with seasonal decorations it is.
A coat of arms. Always when I see these in abandoned buildings, my inner cleptomaniac takes over. I still have resisted the urge, though.
A Finnish silent film from 1920 on VHS. A true classic, it seems.
Basically each apartment has been just one room.
But they seem to have been equipped with running water.
The bathrooms seem to have been shared, though.
Old newspapers and magazines.
Another room with an awful plastic carpet.
The end of the corridor is near. A red carpet has been spread to the goers to the balcony.
Perfumes forbidden.
The staff dressing room.
I wonder, what that old sewing machine is doing here.
Maybe the final post from this location will shed some light to that.