A wide view of the hallway behind the small performance space, covered in hundreds of names, aphorisms, and acts that walked up the stairs to the right and onto the small stage.
The roof had structures bigger than most buildings in South Bend.
Robotic pincers to move molten rods of glass between machines.
Kodak Tri-X 400/Leica M7. The office (first floor), laboratory (second floor) and mill behind it. Everything was clean and pristine.
Sunrise in the orphanage… between classrooms and whispers.
Harris Machinery rests under snow on the left. Two explorers enjoy the view.
Judging from old pictures and maps, raw ore was dumped through these hatches, stamped into a rough powder, and hastily sorted before sending the best ore to the mill. Mills charged by tons of rock sent to them, so it did not pay to send them obvious tails.
Part of the plant has been reused as a scrap metal yard.
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.