C’mon, guys. PIck up to trash.
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From the loftily perspective of the crane cab, I thought about how nice it would have been to have been here when there was equipment to share the space. This begs the question, who took out the equipment?
Beautiful belt wheels above the grain cribs. Getting to the spot where this was taken is now impossible, and I don’t know whether these remain or not anymore.
An unplanned skylight. It’s unclear why some parts of the building had wooden roofing, while others were highly reinforced with brick.
“Crunch, crunch, crunch,” said the ground. “I know,” I replied.
After crushing, these machines would float lighter material to the surface of the water, where it would be skimmed and discarded. Gold and silver laden stone would sink to the bottom, where it was collected for the next stage of processing. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
35mm Film, Expired. An abandoned swath of NAD is landlocked by soybean fields.
Death. About two seconds after the explosives were triggered.
The stairs that connect the breakwater and light station (Leica M6/Kodak Ektar).
Part of the grain dust venting system, dislodged from its place above the dumping hatches under the grain cribs.