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Saeuglingsklinik Kinderklinik Berlin Weissensee Hansastraße 178
Germany

Die ehemalige Saeuglings-/ Kinderklinik in Berlin Weissensee, schaurig schön....gern genutzt als Location für Fotografen.

Copyright: Jens Ruppert
Type: Spherical
Resolution: 15048x7524
Taken: 11/06/2012
Uploaded: 11/06/2012
Updated: 08/08/2014
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Tags: saeuglingsklinik; kinderklinik; berlin; weissensee; klinik; hansastraße 178; vverlassene orte; verlassen; ruine; industriebrache
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