Cat paw prints on the control panels. Remember to lock-out-tag-out, Power Raccoons, and keep your own keys.
A long tunnel stretches toward the Mississippi. Was this the route Model Ts took on their way to waiting barges?
Open wide! Here comes the sugar beets!
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.
Chicago looks in as we look out, for holes and trolls where anything goes.
The spiral staircase ends in the basement, where two oil tanks (for the lantern) and a freshwater tank (for the Keeper) were stored. The basement consists of two long arched vaults like this.
Part of a series I am shooting of patriotic Americana left in abandoned factories.
A series of interconnected offices that look like they hadn’t been painted in 40 years.
It seems like this pipe was made to return dust to the collector in the main workhouse from the annex.