Since the foundry went cold, I decided to turn down my color temperature… In the background, a chart showing graphite dispersion is one of the few artifacts left on the foundry floor.
The side of the maintenance shops, still home to several disassembled electric carts.
So much relies on one thing stacked on top of another thing.
The Sun Rooms, or Common Rooms, reminded me of the Panopitcon turned inside-out.
This is a great example of a combination rock house; the silos below used to fill trains with ore dropped from mine cars pulled to the top of the structure.
On the rooftop of the Temple Opera Block are some old fast food table sets. It did not seem like they had seen much use recently. The tires across the rooftop is a sort of calling card for the building’s former owner.
A better view of the belt system that drives all the machinery in the plant.
The old boilers of the steam plant have been mostly gutted to remove loose asbestos.
One of Martinsdale’s defunct businesses perpendicular to the depot. Recall that Martinsdale is a T-town.