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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The oldest part of this mill had a wooden roof that rotted away long ago. Slowly, rust is dulling the edge on every cog left behind.
Looking up at the most conspicuous graffiti in the city on ADM #4.
The perfect place to have a post-industrial picnic.
The old hotel doesn’t like to show its age. Indeed, if it had a few paint job and soft remodel it would be fit to open–that is, if there was a need for it in this tiny rural New York town.
No, it’s not your Mac’s desktop, it’s a beautiful Lake Superior night. Taken from near the former Pittsburgh and Reading Anthracite Plant. You can see the frame that used to hold the lifeboat that was auctioned in 2006 to the left of the Pilot House.
In the far back of the cellars there are some old bottles. This arch shows an old entrance to the cellars, now collapsed.
A one-of-a-kind installation in Armour’s otherwise gutted engine house.
One of the storage bunkers was cracked open. I wonder how effective this heavy door would actually be… I expect, not very.
The old No Trespassing sign, with the Peavey logo still on it.