Go on and jump in, if you want, there’s even a ladder to climb out.
Plaster doesn’t last long without a roof.
When you’re incoming’s piling up with paint chips, what’s one to do? Call in a sick?
An observation room, possibly for children, has drapes around a 2-way mirror. You know, to dress up the fact that someone could be watching anonymously on the other side.
In this old repair shop, vines fall from the rotting roof to meet mossy concrete. Even though it had been dry for days, water dripped in from the roof to make permanent puddles between workstations. It was full of color and sound and industry and nature.
The screen and mineral stained window cross-processed the sky.
Looking toward a void–formerly a hallway to the mineshaft–now a hole in the ground.
The chair tried to leave, but found it had grown heavy with the weight of water and wood. Today, it shelters the mice and maggots.
A sign facing the city on an exterior wall–a sort of motivational poster.