And I forget just why I taste / Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile / I found it hard, it’s hard to find / Oh well, whatever, never mind (Nirvana, “Smells Like Teen Spirit”)
Lacy hated playing for people. She wanted to make the piano speak back to her, not make people stare.
Someone’s abandoned to-do list.
2005. The stage in front of the cafeteria, as it was.
Standing between pockets 1 and 2. You brought hearing protection, right?
Looking at the casting floor from the roof. In the distance are the copulas where molten metal was poured.
Pillars painted red indicated firefighting supplies. Fire was a very common enemy of early rail facilities, and many roundhouses burned down because of a combination of dry wood, hot, fire-breathing machinery and countless oil-saturated surfaces.
Where the workers would rest their feet and clean their plates.
Hard to find your seat when it doesn’t know its own name.