The old men’s ward is an example of what the hospital resembled before part of the complex was modernized. Small rooms, light switches outside the door, small observation windows set into heavy wood. If you ask me, though, the tile work across the floors is the most spectacular.
The hike to the village is steep. This is looking into the valley from the halfway point.
Outside the Chateau, where the fuel oil tank blocks the chapel.
A bunk room, minus the bunks.
The portal facing Taconite Harbor (at a healthy distance) is mostly closed. Some kids put bullet holes in it. Shooting down a long tunnel is extremely dangerous, and you should not do it, obviously. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
Elevator B, used by a local farmer, stands behind an old farm truck at the edge of town.
Hip bump girl.
This is the far interior of the hotel, where the darkness made the shag carpet seem to move whenever the trees outside swayed. That is to say, constantly.