Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
The giant radiators in this casting shop look like a flag to me.
The last time the city sealed this door, they must have been changing out old road signs.
Inside the main entrance is a whiteboard and mirror, then it branches into discrete spaces.
This tunnel had a wooden drafter’s table in it.
Camera: Pentax 67. Film: Kodak Ektar 100.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.
Pointing a light at my camera from down Miller Creek Drain. Do you see the scale of it? It’s huge!
The clock, which was sold after Amtrak dumped the building, was returned to the Waiting Room in 2005.