A circular common room in one of the original parts of the hospital. When the asylum was especially crowded, this would be filled with patient beds, too. It’s very strange that this floor was not tiled like the other common rooms. It makes me wonder if especially dangerous patients were kept in this ward; those who could not be trusted to not extract and sharpen the ceramic tiles. Portra 160.
Like looking out of an airship.
This is what the complex looks like today to the bare eye. Dull, monochrome, quiet.
“It must have been beautiful once.” “Yeah, especially in the winter.”
If you look carefully along the side of the slip alongside this image of Cargill B-2, you will see the remains of the crane stops when this was a Hannah coal dock.
The tunnels were full of bricked-up doorways. I wonder how many rooms under there are totally sealed from the outside world…
This section retains water and is mostly shaded, so moss has found a way to live in the concrete.
Fluorescent lights peel back from the walls like caterpillars, rearing up and away from the glare of the sunflower-fans.
The pigeons and raccoons have no use for these, so they will sit empty until snow or fire removes them by force.