The State School stage, taken as it was getting scrapped.
The balcony used to be beautiful, you say. I say, it still is.
The elevator tower seems to have been built with expansion of the dock in mind.
One of the cupola air intakes, rattled loose by the demolition downstairs, hangs stranded on the second floor. You can see that the floor I’m standing on in this picture used to extend all the way to the right wall. The blue paint on the wall made the climb absolutely worth it.
Between the room with mold sand and the space where the car’s metal bits would be put together, a pillar is marked as structurally vital.
From atop a concrete slap that seals the old path of Mine Shaft #3, I loop up into the hoisting room.
Call me angsty, but I like it. Found in the Auxiliary Hospital.
Looking from the rail shipping building through pigeon-proofing chicken wire at another manufacturing building in high Fall.
A screened water wheel, presumably for rotating the dredge once it lowered its “foot” to pivot in place.