The secret sweet-yet-salty center of the nameless factoryscape. Home base, tuned to rule the AC and turn out Product X at record rates, I’m sure.
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With the maintenance door open you can see the buckets on in the vertical conveyor.
Not necessarily a children’s room.
Fire doors and penis talk.
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.
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
Looking through the old brewhouse toward the Keg Wash House.
The clock, which was sold after Amtrak dumped the building, was returned to the Waiting Room in 2005.
The factory was utterly vertical.
A siren near the main road. Is it an air raid siren?