A fireproof room in the basement, perhaps for ammunition storage at one time.
More than half a century of plans rot in the shadows, seemingly useless.
The zebras had the right idea when they saw the pink beds–run.
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
In the office at the end of the dock are two brooms. One is from the last ore train. One is from the last boat.
Above the old machine shop is a packing building and a crate of cardboard label rolls.
Employee lockers near the stage, Service Building.
By the looks of the custom work bench, someone in upholstery got a little carried away!