The middle missile launcher, as seen from the roof of its neighbor.
This is one of my favorite doorways (yes, I have favorites) for a few reasons: 1.) You can see how the once-arched door has been squared-off for rectangular doors to fit; 2.) you can see one complete historic door and one ruined door, and the chain that used to hold them together before someone kicked-out the security, and; 3.) I like the texture of the bricks and design of the radiators in the room beyond–the blacksmith shop. Just do.
Between the catwalks of Furnace 6, the molted ore would flow through the chute.
Ceiling light fixtures sit on a broken gurney.
I had to climb into the roof of the half-demolished skyway to see through to the other side of the train shed. That’s my foot in the corner.
This strip of lights over where the closed body assembly line would curve around indicated the status of the line in terms of yellow, white, and red lights.
Some of the internal staircases were fitted with cages that wound round down the stairs to deter suicidal patients from taking a dive.
If there was a problem with the conveyor belt, the grain would go out these chutes.