Dora, the pagan god of urban explorers, stood little chance off Alfred Street.
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Squinting from the top floor through the skyway, one can feel small, like they’re in a heavy industrial dollhouse.
Like many mill-style buildings of the time, the Twohy’s loading doors (in this case, the delivery wagon doors) opened to an elevator shaft. This design cut down on loading time, as long as the elevator was operational. Of course, if it was otherwise occupied, there could be no traffic through the exterior doors!
Peering through the glass in the Hoist Operator’s cab, stained with graffiti. The cable and reels can be seen through the glass… these are now gone.
These stairs were probably removed to discourage scrapping and graffiti. Ask me if it worked.
Ruster at The Pool… employee graffiti about 100 above ground.
A retrofitted dust collector stands out from the geometry of the roofline.
Across the walls of the brick repair shop, near where men and machine entered Shaft No. 3, vines, pipes, and graffiti battle unknowingly for visual prominence.
Science Alert. When the sun strikes an object, that object absorbs some of the infared light in the form of heat. The heat absorbed by the old Soo dock absorbed and radiated that energy to melt off the snow from the ice around it, making it very reflective.
Strange graffiti in a side room. Someone was having fun…