This was one of two skyways that went between production line offices. It’s easy to tell because it’s not reinforced for machinery to travel through it. I also like that it’s a double-decker, so to speak.
While the stokers are gone, the pipes bringing pulverized coal down were left.
A tunnel between the outside gate and the courtyard shared by the barracks.
The ice around the dock, compressed by the waves, was less clear than the open ice.
Elevator B, used by a local farmer, stands behind an old farm truck at the edge of town.
The staircase going to the second floor balcony is gone, giving a clear view of the first floor porch.
“It must have been beautiful once.” “Yeah, especially in the winter.”
A hole in one of the boards casts the inverse image of a tree outside across a peeling sanatorium wall.
The pockmarked concrete sign of Substation #2 over the control room that faces the highway.