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.
An abandoned news stand between the concourse and ticket booths. This is one of my favorite pictures from the 2000s.
Records of dead machines rot on the accounting office floor.
“Place Tripod Here” my friends would say. But for me, it’s the money shot. Note the painting around the inside of the skylight.
Looking into the mouth of the hopper which mine carts dumped into at the top of the Concentrator.
The old No Trespassing sign, with the Peavey logo still on it.