The office for the maintenance shop was sound-insulated and ventilated.
A strange arcade machine in the basement.
A sign on the corner of a laboratory remembers.
Ducking the steam lines overhead between the mixers and compressors, a water tower says “good morning,” right past the slack power lines. This is the sleepy uptown of the war city.
When the factory’s production line was up for auction, many parts were removed, crated and labeled with big painted numbers to ease their removal by buyers. Not everything sold, however, so not one dark corner of the factory seems without a pile of dislocated industrial junk.
The control room was used through the mid-1990s as the plant was used to stabilize the power grid.
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
Looking up at the LEMP malting plant elevator. Look at that BRICKWORK!