It’s not hard to see how Germany could turn these into a prison overnight.
Checking out the neighbors. Shot on a the legendary Pentax 67.
Molten copper pouring being a very dangerous thing to do by hand, this scale measured the load for the “Auto Caster” that actually formed the cooling copper in its molds.
What I make out to be the dining room or great hall of the castle, as seen through of the side rooms, which appeared to be a very ruined library. Teenager graffiti looks cooler in French.
Scanned after being recovered from the bottom of an old wooden box for a few years. Circa 2005.
The basement of the asylum was a strange place. Take, this fireplace, for instance, in an otherwise barren room. Random cinderblock (left) has created a little room behind the fireplace. To round out the strangeness, a toilet was plumbed into the middle of the space. Note the stone foundations.
Standing where the Final Assembly Building used to hum and staring across the former site of the Sheet Metal and Spring buildings. Today, of course, the Foundry is gone as well, so you’d be looking across Prairie Ave.
The green-tinted skylight makes this a bright green corridor, the lower of the two skyways connecting the two workhouses.
A bridge crosses the main street of the village; one that goes nowhere. Ambiguity intended.