A printing press in the attic of the Reception Hospital.
On my first self-guided tour, the calculator was caught my eye because it was one of the few things left behind in the laboratories that filled the second floor. On my next trip, it had been smashed to pieces.
A vintage X-Ray machine in the oldest section of the hospital.
Seven TV sets and not one shows my reflection. I’d also like to point out not two of these are the same.
In one of the small offices there’s this machine that bills itself as “The Recorder.” I’m an old tech geek and I still don’t know what this really does.
In the quality assurance labs there is a old safe.
In the back of the warehouse is the old incinerator, probably used to destroy kegs that could not be reused.
Bits and things in a pile in the corner of the smelter, the unsold chunks of industrial history that didn’t sell at an on-site auction before my visit.
A filter to separate the sliced beets from boiling water.