The most derelict of the old bonded warehouses. Note the barrel elevator on the side of it!
Harsh rail yard lighting throws shadows of broken windows against the line of boilers.
Go on and jump in, if you want, there’s even a ladder to climb out.
Aluminum spools replaced their wooden counterparts, later in the factory’s history.
We can lie like sinners Breathe the air like children And you could lead and I could follow All those times are gone “Duluth” by Trampled by Turtles
One of my favorite signs, informing workers about to descend into the open-top grain bins about basic procedures. This was in ADM-Annex 1 (connected to the cleaning house via skyway), so it will never be seen again, unless the sign lands luckily when the elevator is demolished.
I had to climb into the roof of the half-demolished skyway to see through to the other side of the train shed. That’s my foot in the corner.
Construction in 2014 reveals a lost stone sign.
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.