An employee lunchroom with every door and window covered in vented steel.
Spare blankets still sit in the bottom of the dresser drawer.
She’s a charmer.
The shaft house, where hydraulic steel doors allowed or denied entry into the mine shaft. Overhead is a light and alarm. If it sounds, the mine is being evacuated, and you best not go in and best stay the hell out of the way. Locals dump tires here, now.
The side of the oldest building on the property, the former casket factory.
The railing were jealous of both the bricks and bits, and chose instead to dissolve like this.
Fluorescent lights peel back from the walls like caterpillars, rearing up and away from the glare of the sunflower-fans.
The new steel door of the diesel car shops, built in 1948 and used through the 1960s, as seen from the service pit. On the top of the photograph you can see the exhaust vent.