Grain is taken from the bottom of the silos through a conveyor in a tunnel. These blowers keep the air in the tunnel fresh.
A filter to separate the sliced beets from boiling water.
A massive steel sheer’s equally massive drive cog. Imagine the force.
Gilman had a bowling alley.
Shoes and booze, backstage.
Above the old machine shop is a packing building and a crate of cardboard label rolls.
A polaroid (FP100c, actually) of the newer grain car dumper.
One thing I like about the oppressive globalist-wrought future is the idea of numerically subdividing spaces; my geek side sort of wants to live in a flat that can be sorted by as Dewey Decimal-like code.
One of the generators, weeks before it was taken apart to be shipped to another power plant somewhere else.