The tangled telegraph lines between Mitchell and the engine house keep the old pole from topping in the wind.
If you know what BTI stands for, please leave a comment.
Shuttered windows on the side of one of the collapsing bonded warehouses.
An article from Minnpost describes this design as “marital”, and I could not agree more.
Chicago-made fire door.
At night the city lights blast through the broken windows, casting crazy colors through the off-white interior of the mill.
I like this picture because it shows some of the only unbroken windows at Packard.
Fall fog swept up from the river valley, making the building look more like it felt–a ghost, out of time and place.
A string of vehicles have found death at Packard recently. Usually they are simply driving up ramps and pushed off the rooftops, but this one seemed destined for a worse fate. Found in the far corner of the far building.