Ruster at The Pool… employee graffiti about 100 above ground.
The doorframes become more askew every year as the buildings slip downward into the gulch at different rates. This seems to be the part of the mine ruins where transients leave their marks. The graffiti dated back to the 1970s, at least.
Sugar mills have endless numbers of pipes, washers, seals, and flanges to connect all of the equipment. This is where the spare parts were all stored by size and rating.
So much relies on one thing stacked on top of another thing.
The approach to the dock is rigidly geometric. I always thought its outline was beautiful against the lake that, by contrast, was always moving.
These stairs were probably removed to discourage scrapping and graffiti. Ask me if it worked.
This is my favorite wallpaper in the whole hotel.
“Crunch, crunch, crunch,” said the ground. “I know,” I replied.
Standing atop the dust collector, the factory breaks down into diverging patterns, processes.