The basement of the asylum was a strange place. Take, this fireplace, for instance, in an otherwise barren room. Random cinderblock (left) has created a little room behind the fireplace. To round out the strangeness, a toilet was plumbed into the middle of the space. Note the stone foundations.
Carvings on the back of a barracks building.
These ruins of buildings recovered acid from the explosives line to be recycled.
The end of the new elevator. Line of bird droppings follow the fire sprinkler pipes and wires in the room.
An Old Crow warehouse, formerly federally controlled, near Old Taylor Distillery.
I didn’t test the rungs, but I bet the view was incredible.
The top floor of the Dominion Elevator. Acros 100 on 120.
I am sure even the workers had trouble remembering which pillar hid the phone. Note the “ON” written on the electrical socket, too.
A huge steam pipe snakes between catwalks, through the floors, and toward the condensers, so the water could be recovered and reused.