Miscellaneous math and strange instructions remain all across the shipment section walls. Sadly, this section likely fell into disrepair before the others.
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The historical entrance.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
One of thousands in the complex. Part of a series of photographs where I capture the number “13” in industrial settings.
The note on the left announces that the spindles in the crates are dirty.
Dr. Muchow’s offices stand near his ‘new’ mill, but they show evidence of vandalism.
The bricks routinely fell from the walls, like seeds falling from trees. On a smaller scale, new walls grew from the floors.
A wimpy crane by most standards, only suitable for moving around parts of steam turbines.
The pits have long since been filled so the roundhouse could be used for storage.
After climbing the elevator shaft to the illusive second level, a new pallet of colors were revealed.