This seems to be the space where upholstery patterns would be drafted. On the table were half-finished notes on a new design.
One of the storage bunkers was cracked open. I wonder how effective this heavy door would actually be… I expect, not very.
Looking down Pommenicher Straße from Gaststätte Rosarius, the monstrous machine about to devour the town bites at the ground.
A natural reaction with this kind of view.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
An emergency slide to help workers evacuate the blending house in an emergency.
Two small generators connected to a Frick steam engine.
Looking from the crane-motor catwalk into the Calumet. The arm shown here with the pulleys looped through it would have been lowered and the bucket conveyor in it would throw grain to waiting ships and boats bound for flour mills and foreign lands.
This picture shows the challenges of moving around underground in the base.