Mold

A green chair in a green room.

Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.

The hoist signal dangling beside the modern mine shaft would ring a bell next to the giant electric motors that would send the men and machinery into the underground.

On the desk of an optometrist’s office.

The zebras had the right idea when they saw the pink beds–run.

The last of four radar domes on the base.

This seems to be the space where upholstery patterns would be drafted. On the table were half-finished notes on a new design.

The last wooden school chair survives—almost intact—by being jammed between a pipe and the ceiling of the boiler room.

A small wood-paneled office for the on-duty keeper to use.