Room 388

At noon, the lower skylights around the shops glow yellow-green, thanks to the flora blooming on the roof above.

In what Studebaker called the ‘Materials Building’ are these giant concrete bins of fine molding sand, there for casting metal parts using the molten metal from the adjoining building. On the far left side there is a train track and once upon a time a gantry crane traced the room under the roof

Sheet metal over the windows. A red boot sole in the tumbleweeds. Is it inside, or outside?

Park Insurance Agency is no longer in business, nor would you be able to dial that phone number.

Sugar mills have endless numbers of pipes, washers, seals, and flanges to connect all of the equipment. This is where the spare parts were all stored by size and rating.

A facade that tells the story of demolition and neglect. The sign on the garage door indicates that if one finds themselves there, that they enter the buildings at their own risk. If only property owners in the US took this philosophy!

The sidewalks are littered with rocks.

Local kids probably call this the ‘Shootin’ Shack’, judging by its war wounds.

Negative twenty looks much warmer in retrospect, wouldn’t you say? Taken through the window of a gantry crane cab.