Although the floors are pretty warped, I can’t imagine one could do many tricks off of them.
The chalkboard in the filtering plant reminds new visitors of the last day.
I like to imagine this as an old-timey radio microphone.
In the corner of most of the factory floors, freight elevators flanked restrooms to leave more central space for machines and their masters.
One basement room has a pile of x-rays of miners, taken and stored by the company.
A chalkboard halfway to the headhouse is untouched since the mill closed. It still has the cheat sheets!
The bottom of the elevator which seemed too modern for the building. The top of the elevator opens into open air, as the second floor has long since collapsed.
Lined concrete vats in the basement of the asylum for fermenting pickles, presumable because the brine-vinegar solution was too harsh in a time before stainless steel.
On the left, the formula for the sintering mix was written (“mischungszusammenselzung”) to keep track of the jobs.
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