All electrical rooms were surrounded by walls, for obvious reasons. Now all the walls are gone, for reasons less obvious.
What time is it?
The most pointless, beautiful and nuclear-bomb-proof catwalk I’ve been on to date. It goes between two high levels in its own bottom-lit concrete capsule in the center of the tallest, thickest building. Hang on, we’re riding this one out.
A small machine shop level.
Wintertime is quiet, except for the planes overhead.
The lower portal of the Selby Tunnel, as it looks today. The area is a popular spot for homeless to camp–can you spot the tent?