These long curved corridors connected the wards. Locked doors on both of their ends were a security and comfort feature. Sounds and people would be sealed in their respective wards, as the hallways would act like beautiful airlocks; they were so long that it was unlikely that doors would be open on both sides at the same time. Portra 160.
The Hamm-stenciled chairs are all destroyed as far as I know, now, as are the custom ladders built in-house for the company. Taken between the Filter House and Keg Wash House.
Construction in 2014 reveals a lost stone sign.
The Dock 5 sign at track level. Probably as an aid to sailors reboarding their vessels.
A whiteboard in the quiet turbine room lays it all out… you should sell.
A closeup of the now-scrapped steel chute.
From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.
The side of the maintenance shops, still home to several disassembled electric carts.
Robotic pincers to move molten rods of glass between machines.