Where the workers would rest their feet and clean their plates.
Twin tracks exit a concrete wall below St. Anthony (Cathedral) Hill.
The view into one of the asylum rooms of Norwich Hospital. A long time ago, a window broke, letting the vines crawling up the bricks outside to move indoors and across the floor.
Raab strolling where the coal and ore would be dumped by trains that traveled along the top of the concrete pilings.
After a short rainfall douses the mill in downtown Fergus Falls, the river next to the brick walls swells and the sounds of water overtakes the echos of the nearby bars. Reflections are on the foundation of the former distribution and rail building.
Tucked-into the side of the concentration mill… these machines were meant to crush underground rock into a fine dust for mineral extraction.
Without proper pressure, the steering engine was ineffective.
One of the generators, weeks before it was taken apart to be shipped to another power plant somewhere else.
The woman in the wall has the bed; is pulling it in; is holding you down…