Someone had helped themselves to one of the safety posters before my visit.
Beautiful doors separated the boiler room and the sugar mill. Can you imagine the gracefully curving steps in a power plant today?
A view of the hallway outside of the auditorium.
A leftover swatch remembers the last fabric sewn here.
A clicky-flippy clock is having some kind of malfunction.
A high-ceilinged room where kegs would be delivered for cleaning, before they were refilled with fresh booze.
Pillars painted red indicated firefighting supplies. Fire was a very common enemy of early rail facilities, and many roundhouses burned down because of a combination of dry wood, hot, fire-breathing machinery and countless oil-saturated surfaces.
The giant cog is missing on this machine, which turned a sugar slurry intro crystals. Green-blue stained glass makes the rusty machine glow in aquamarine.
2016. A section of the third floor that has changed a lot over the years. Compare to 2006 shot.