A 1960s style TV set in a sun room at the back of the poor house. The concrete room survived the roof collapse and was full of rotten children’s books and toys. Perhaps it was where donations were sorted, or perhaps it was a nursery/orphanage area.
Looking through the boards of the boarded windows.
Records of ore samples, mostly ruined by the water flowing into the space.
In some places in the mine shops, you can still make out narrow gauge track in the floors.
When the factory’s production line was up for auction, many parts were removed, crated and labeled with big painted numbers to ease their removal by buyers. Not everything sold, however, so not one dark corner of the factory seems without a pile of dislocated industrial junk.
An abandoned news stand between the concourse and ticket booths. This is one of my favorite pictures from the 2000s.
The gear seems to have fallen the height of the power station and shattered. I wonder what it sounded like…
At first glance, I thought the center building was a hoist house because of the shape of the window. Now I think this was built as a warehouse and later used as a laboratory.
The balcony used to be beautiful, you say. I say, it still is.
In this ghost town where there were brick, wooden, and dirt-brick buildings, the latter fared the best by far.