Miners would sit in this room before going into the mine. The boards on the right indicated whether every single miner was “in” or “out”.
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Before each warhead was crated, it was inspected.
I get dirty.
This is the far interior of the hotel, where the darkness made the shag carpet seem to move whenever the trees outside swayed. That is to say, constantly.
An unmarred chart, printed with the facility name and ready to be sent out to command.
The shaft house, where hydraulic steel doors allowed or denied entry into the mine shaft. Overhead is a light and alarm. If it sounds, the mine is being evacuated, and you best not go in and best stay the hell out of the way. Locals dump tires here, now.
One of the few doors.
Aaron by the concentrator.
Beds line a basement room that is part way between the concepts of inside and outside. Boards and bricks were falling while I was photographing it—stay out.
The guts of the dock are connected with a long narrow hallway. Below this section are shops and labs.