The individual ovens are skinny to allow even and fast heating of the whole interior. Numbers are cut into signs because no paint could withstand the heat or corrosive emissions from the coking process.
The powerplant was roughly in the middle of the rail works.
The wings of the church had a lot more water damage than the rest. The organ on the balcony was in decent condition when I arrived.
The rails that used to go to the back of the complex are long gone, but the ties are still in the back of the parking lot.
Some warnings on the older battery which was visibly older than its eastern counterpart. This set of batteries had no railing between the side of the ovens and a long drop onto railroad tracks… I like this picture because it shows the effects of the heat and corrosive gasses on the area around the ovens.
Between elevators, a single tree has taken root. I think it’s growing out of a rail grade, so the seed might have fallen off of a train.
Expanding foam provides some textural contrast to the wood floors, worn smooth over a century. This building dates to the 1890s and was built as the coffin plant.
Fire doors and penis talk.
An automatically closing door, in case of fire or flood in the engine compartment.