Counter-weighted ore cars alternately filled and emptied to feed Furnace 7. Honestly, though, the corner-mounted cranes are sexier in my opinion. Note the trees growing from the stacks.
This is the far interior of the hotel, where the darkness made the shag carpet seem to move whenever the trees outside swayed. That is to say, constantly.
Wintertime is quiet, except for the planes overhead.
Ladders crawl the back of the signs. Graffiti writers’ right of passage.
At this junction where Brewery Creek gets a breath of fresh air stands a kid holding a paintbrush: a Banksy (famous graffiti artist) ripoff.
The back of the neon sign before it was converted to LED lighting. The image is mirrored so it can be read.
A big sliding fire door opens onto a train dock.
Dust explosions were a real risk for grain mills. These funnels helped to filter the air in the mill.
On the left is a bathroom, which is why it has the wire mesh over the door; so it could be locked and still be ventilated. On the right side are small double-bed rooms, which still have their heavy wooden doors. More attractive than jail cell doors, but serving the same purpose.