One of the only remaining pieces of equipment in the distilling room is this green control panel on a bridge suspended in the middle of it all.
It’s not hard to see how Germany could turn these into a prison overnight.
The State School stage, taken as it was getting scrapped.
Either the company was pulling parts from this evaporator to use as parts for other plants, or the last thing the workers did was to get this machine ready for the next campaign. Either way, plans changed.
Although it’s difficult to spot at first, there is a traveling mini crane down the way about the three windows. This was installed to service all of the fabrication machines that would be in this section.
Across the walls of the brick repair shop, near where men and machine entered Shaft No. 3, vines, pipes, and graffiti battle unknowingly for visual prominence.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
Police tape marks were kids got hurt in the past… probably from falling from the unstable catwalk above.
Many outdoor areas of the plant have become unofficial city dumps. The skeleton doesn’t care.