Milwaukee Road 36A

Kurth looks toward the city that forgot it.

Office manners dictate that one must tip their file drawer back upright once it is knocked through the wall.

Gaskets still organized on nails beside the power plant. This used to be a maintenance room, but since its roof and walls were torn down, it’s not any kind of room.

The most patriotic wallpaper I’ve seen.

An insurance office.

This is what it might have looked like if a new Ford descended in the elevator with its headlights on. As seen from the Mississippi side–the opposite portal faces the sand mine.

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.

Part of the unremodeled hospital, above the Service Building, where employees would stay sometimes.

Worm in the path of raw ore where it would be dumped from rock cars into the silo below.