Spots of yellow gravel mark gold mines with nothing left on the surface. Is this one of the drainage pipes?
Two of the remaining four towers in the projects. Throughout our time there we saw and heard squatters inside and chose not to go in. What do you call a smart choice made in the midst of a dumb choice? There should be a word for that.
These Twin Cities kisses Sound like clicks and hisses. We all tumbled down and Drowned in the Mississippi River. -The Hold Steady
Shortly after the former delivery wagon shed was arsoned in 2005. A turning point in the story of Hamms’ abandonment.
Go on and jump in, if you want, there’s even a ladder to climb out.
A 180-degree panorama of the first floor of the refectory. I just loved the colors; there’s something about plaster walls that retain the character of a building; they crumble when they die, which is much more graceful than drywall, which drips down into a stinking puddle that looks and smells like a blob of Elmer’s glue.
The former express concourse, as seen in 2005.
Park Insurance Agency is no longer in business, nor would you be able to dial that phone number.
Pipes to channel nitrose (think nitro glycerine) infused acid through the building.