The pipes in the boiler would be full of water, so the heat in the furnace.
A blue chair in a blue room
Did you leave in a hurry?
Here, the concentrated gold (and silver, and zinc, I would guess) would be loaded into trucks bound for the smelter.
The well-worn chair in one larry’s operator cab, next to an overgrown coke battery.
A heavy cloth separates the sanding station from other areas. This particular section seemed to specialize with chair seats, judging by the many unsanded blanks there.
The flour mill’s interior is really just a system of steel and rubber tubes that crush flour over and over in the gap. This mill was never run off of water power directly, but it used to generate power using the river.
The chalkboard in the filtering plant reminds new visitors of the last day.
When boiling beet juice accidentally spills from the gas-fired tanks two feet away, you better be wearing some of these, or bye-bye legs.