One of thousands in the complex. Part of a series of photographs where I capture the number “13” in industrial settings.
A wimpy crane by most standards, only suitable for moving around parts of steam turbines.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
Some sort of materials handling building, judging by the construction.
Many of the higher floors were more or less demolished–usually more. These would have been condos had ‘The Arcade’ project come to fruition. Now there are simply wide open floors punctuated only by pillars and meaningless hallways.
The rear of engine bay 13… according to the heavily faded sign.
This “pit” would allow workers to crawl below locomotives to service them.