Call me angsty, but I like it. Found in the Auxiliary Hospital.
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.
Ava on an upper catwalk.
I tried to hide the graffiti from my photos, but sometimes it wasn’t possible.
Compressors and turbines over the Eagle River.
Taken from the arm of the pocket loader–note the tree growing out of the conveyor belt. Often where you see old piles of taconite, trees are springing up. The byproducts of the pelletization process break down and make a really fertile mix, especially with all the iron content!
The old gate sign, leaned against one of the terminal elevators.
It’s never a good sign when the windows are boarded from the inside.