A few years ago my mother-in-law was sent to a mental institution after she suffered from consecutive nervous breakdowns. As she was living on her own in a remote area of northern Germany, doctors decided where she was hospitalized. It happended to be a house near Glückstadt, which sounded nice, as the name means city of luck. It wasn't like that. It was a place like built for the forgotten ones.
Now as she died some years ago, we visited this place again, to show our little daughter what circumstances grandma had to live in some sad months.