An observation room, possibly for children, has drapes around a 2-way mirror. You know, to dress up the fact that someone could be watching anonymously on the other side.
The sterile room where yeast was grown for the fermentation process. Thanks much, my little alcohol-excreting buddies.
Heavy industrial looks good in cotton candy pink.
A 1960s style TV set in a sun room at the back of the poor house. The concrete room survived the roof collapse and was full of rotten children’s books and toys. Perhaps it was where donations were sorted, or perhaps it was a nursery/orphanage area.
The corner of Clyde on Michigan Street looked like it had been sealed a long time.
A bedroom, from the basement. The Dog Days are Over.
Sluice tables stretch into the darkness.
The coke plant looked more natural through a grimy window.
A basement classroom, its chalkboards long gone, overlooks the playground.