This room’s trim was unlike the others. Perhaps it was for a live in supervisor.
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I love the big old industrial windows.
Explorers.
The common rooms bulge out of the institutional geometry of the wards.
A misnomer that stuck.
In the middle of the foundry, an office is untouched by scrappers, legal and not. Inside, warnings and catalogs for machines that are gone, obsolete, and melted down.
Looking through the hole where a glass pane once was at the Columbus Mine ruins, just south of Animas Forks. It was quiet when I took the picture, but for the gurgle of the nearby Animas River.
A bedroom, from the basement. The Dog Days are Over.
John’s wife’s face.
A closeup of one of the winding machines that found itself under a leaky section of roof.