The playground used to be near the school which is now in ruins.
I really liked the bulky pillars on this outer-ring cottage.
A simple porcelain fountain in the original brewhouse. The water fountain, no doubt, is not original.
Ducking the steam lines overhead between the mixers and compressors, a water tower says “good morning,” right past the slack power lines. This is the sleepy uptown of the war city.
The parking lot is in better condition than most of the complex. The left building is the lab.
A machine to cast copper billets.
A back-lit tree with the silhouette of a roof spire in the background.
A 8-foot-tall volume indicator that could be read from across the beet boiler floor–convenient when the controls are 20 feet away.
Cheratte lives on in the shadow of its abandoned coal mine, although most of the shops are abandoned and many of the city’s landmarks have fallen into disrepair. Like other Belgian mining towns, those who have stayed in the town have kept up their apartments, so much of the company-building duplexes and homes are in great condition.