Go on and jump in, if you want, there’s even a ladder to climb out.
Looking through the dark door at Shaft 3, when my naked eyes could only make out a staircase lit dimly from above.
One of the covered rail loading docks. All of them were overgrown and rust-clad.
A sizable crane on the corner of the engine house still swings out.
The hospital was surrounded by walking paths that crisscrossed the front green, as it was called. Part of Kirkbride’s plan was to have ample opportunities for exercise outdoors–fresh air, especially cold fresh air, was thought to have curative properties.
Behind one of the kitchens is one of the few pieces of furniture remaining. Beside it, a small electric space heater–small by 1970s standards.
Lockers for the boiler room workers.
This tree caught my eye. Note the bench swing near it. Portra 160.
The steel sea leg is so heavy it requires a huge counterweight that travels the height of the elevator.