Behind the main shaft is this familiar industrial sight… a running count of days since the last injury.
The side stairs were worn smooth by use.
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.
With an office like this, the ones food begins to taste more and more like nachos.
Power-up to cool down… would have been nice on the hot day I climbed on top of this machine.
The common rooms bulge out of the institutional geometry of the wards.
A side view of the floatation level. I found it interesting that there were little ladders and staircases in the mill to help workers get around–this place was not as shoddy as other mills I’ve seen.
A view of the hallway outside of the auditorium.
The curving corridors flanking the Administration Tower are especially ornate, though the prison-like door betrays the real purpose of the building.