A chalkboard halfway to the headhouse is untouched since the mill closed. It still has the cheat sheets!
Beds line a basement room that is part way between the concepts of inside and outside. Boards and bricks were falling while I was photographing it—stay out.
The basement of the asylum was a strange place. Take, this fireplace, for instance, in an otherwise barren room. Random cinderblock (left) has created a little room behind the fireplace. To round out the strangeness, a toilet was plumbed into the middle of the space. Note the stone foundations.
Looking down range. You can tell where most of the rounds hit by the dark marks in the wall.
One basement room has a pile of x-rays of miners, taken and stored by the company.
Records of ore samples, mostly ruined by the water flowing into the space.
They left and took their God with ’em. Doesn’t feel too empty without ‘im, though.
Does Disney pay the school, or does the school pay Disney? #consumerism
On the left, the formula for the sintering mix was written (“mischungszusammenselzung”) to keep track of the jobs.