The Cross of Loraine served as the international symbol of tuberculosis; it was traditional to find these on sanatorium smokestacks like this, which was part of the old steam plant, behind the Refractory.
This is what it might have looked like if a new Ford descended in the elevator with its headlights on. As seen from the Mississippi side–the opposite portal faces the sand mine.
My favorite shot of the 17-story Art Deco office tower attached to the train station.
The historical entrance.
It’s not hard to see how Germany could turn these into a prison overnight.
The back wall of the ballroom, showing water-warped floors.
Fire doors separate the buildings.
This building is now being used to grow fish.
San Luis may not be a ghost town, but it’s aspiring by all indications. Luckily, it’s close enough to Cuba, NM to hang onto life, unlike the other ghost towns down the road.