The organ and bits of glass that have lost their way. Try not to see the upside-down wooden cross dangling from the stained-glass-crown on the church’s front side. Of course, it’s to keep the loose panes from falling out onto the road in wind, but at the same time…
Looking out of the elevators. Canada Malting, Vitera A and Vitera B in the background.
The grain-centric buildings had automatic fire doors.
The doorframes become more askew every year as the buildings slip downward into the gulch at different rates. This seems to be the part of the mine ruins where transients leave their marks. The graffiti dated back to the 1970s, at least.
The playground used to be near the school which is now in ruins.
The porcelain hoops guided the silk threads through the device.
“The fresh snow mixed indistinguishably from the ashes of the half-demolished power plant.”
Every floor of the main hospital buildings had its own bathrooms. They often make obvious the fact that these buildings were intentionally built as permanent structures. Even a century after they were built, and several decades of total neglect, they were in fabulous condition.