This seems to be the space where upholstery patterns would be drafted. On the table were half-finished notes on a new design.
Rubber dock boots still sits under the desk in the dock office, near keys to rusted locks and files of fired employees.
On my first self-guided tour, the calculator was caught my eye because it was one of the few things left behind in the laboratories that filled the second floor. On my next trip, it had been smashed to pieces.
From the 1909 addition, it’s obvious how much water it takes to carry a single wall to, into and through the cracks between the floor tiles: exactly one roof’s worth.
Did you leave in a hurry?
An old name for an older elevator, as seen from an abandoned rail spur.