I don’t think we’re anywhere near maximum pressure anymore.
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This gives you a sense for what it looks like to stand on the roof of the main production building at sunset.
Looking out of a door to nowhere at the fiery sky above.
North of the assembly complex is a storage network of earthen and concrete bunkers.
A side view showing the extreme structural damage to what I believe is the Masonic Cottage. I honestly cannot unravel how some of this was done, unless the local armory is missing a 4″ canon and some cartridge shot.
A pipe bracket seems to have rusted off of the ceiling.
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
The old truck scale sits in the middle of what was Nettleton Avenue Slip.
Some local kids were having a fire extinguisher fight when I walked into the lab one day.
Looking through the hole where a glass pane once was at the Columbus Mine ruins, just south of Animas Forks. It was quiet when I took the picture, but for the gurgle of the nearby Animas River.