A huge steam pipe snakes between catwalks, through the floors, and toward the condensers, so the water could be recovered and reused.
Looking through the trestle toward the ghost town.
I get dirty.
On the left is a bathroom, which is why it has the wire mesh over the door; so it could be locked and still be ventilated. On the right side are small double-bed rooms, which still have their heavy wooden doors. More attractive than jail cell doors, but serving the same purpose.
A bleak double room in what used to be the Receiving Hospital, built apart from the Kirkbride to observe incoming patients before they were placed in a ward.
The old gate sign, leaned against one of the terminal elevators.
No Bibles were left in the pews, only golf pencils.
In its last years, the church had a congregation of only about 100. It opened with 1.700…