The roof came down on the locker room in the basement of the poor house. This may be for employees, or perhaps there are showers around the corner–the building was too unstable to go further.
A single cloud makes its way to Buffington Harbor and Lake Michigan from the quiet backroads of the plant.
Looking out from what little remains of the second floor at the poor house, which was in terrible condition. No roof and no floors. Soon to be ruins.