Two windows above the slate Grand Staircase reflect let a little blue sky skip off the black.
Iron lions in the doctor’s apartment guard the way to the dining room.
Inside the towering offices, Firestone-colored staircases connect senseless rows of wood-paneled offices.
Perhaps one side is firmer than the other?
Looking from the powerhouse across to the old Electrical Assembly side of the plant that manufactured products like thermostats. Most of the complex is connected by skyway and tunnel systems.
A sheik mustard-yellow paint scheme across the roofless engine house goes great with the industrial moss and rust.
In 2015 there was a flea market of sorts beside the Twohy in an old circus tent.
The complex was so big that trains could make deliveries through the middle of it, passing below this striped skyway.