Call me angsty, but I like it. Found in the Auxiliary Hospital.
In the middle of one of the outlying cottages, perhaps the Masonic Cottage–it was too damaged to tell, really–are these pair of skinny doors that led from patient rooms to a common area with rotting shag carpet.
Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
Two bin signs criss-cross in the North Annex.
“Paint the fence,” they said, but I don’t feel like it… who cares, anyway.
This peak is a little over 7,000 feet high and is a popular hiking spot. As a bulky Minnesotan who is better built for an arctic expedition, I stuck to the mesa.
Connecting the Administration Building to the wards fanning out. Historical photos show cots lining this hallway when the hospital was severely overcrowded. Lit by lightning outside the grounds during a huge thunderstorm.