Across the walls of the brick repair shop, near where men and machine entered Shaft No. 3, vines, pipes, and graffiti battle unknowingly for visual prominence.
I don’t think we’re anywhere near maximum pressure anymore.
Serve [unknown] Build… What do you think the middle says? Tell me in the comments.
Tow Away Zone, I’m sure.
These stairs lead to the balcony.
This is a room where the actual explosive elements were mixed. In the event of an accident, this glass wall would give way before the concrete and thus direct the flames and shockwave away from the rest of the building. In other words, the glass is not just to get a lot of wonderful natural light into the building.
Fire doors and penis talk.
These machines are at least 100 years old.
The only good shot I have of the top of Battery A, in the upper left. Though it seemed to have been disused before its neighbor it had a lot less growth on it.