The guts of the dock are connected with a long narrow hallway. Below this section are shops and labs.
I did not take the escape ladder to the surface, but I am told it pops up in the middle of a hill next to the missile silo doors.
In the distance, a semi truck kicks up fresh rain from the highway. As seen from the top of the steel blast door.
Kate in the Atlas E, which is essentially a buried Atlas D. Above is the protective steel blast door.
The only light in the ‘coffin’ of the Atlas E is that which leaks through the exhaust vents.
2005. A skyway connecting two Which tube carried the beer? I hope it’s the big one!
We can lie like sinners
Breathe the air like children
And you could lead and I could follow
All those times are gone
“Duluth” by Trampled by Turtles