On the scale of the big machine shop, the huge piles of clothing look insignificant.
Broken dishes and rotten burlap, mixed with the general trash left behind after the roof collapsed on the poor house.
Some of the rotting clothes were in boxes, split long ago from moisture. Others were just heaped in piles.
Clothing and a guest bed left behind.
The well-worn chair in one larry’s operator cab, next to an overgrown coke battery.
A typical room in Birtle.
The entrance to the cafeteria when I first saw it (around 2004) still had coats on the hanger. Now the walls aren’t even white anymore because water has removed all the latex paint.
A color study of the rotting donated clothes in the former GB&S Machine Shop.
It seemed the only way to get a view of the room was to climb above the mounds of rotting donations, now not even fit to burn.
Shoes and booze, backstage.