On the ground floor of the main factory there seems to be only one chair left.
This room’s trim was unlike the others. Perhaps it was for a live in supervisor.
Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
Each room is painted a different hue, so the light reflecting into the hallway carries those colors. The blue padding on the left is for one of the padded rooms…
Looking toward a void–formerly a hallway to the mineshaft–now a hole in the ground.
Identical warehouses seem a little newer than the rest of the plant. I suspect these were added in the mid-1950s for the Korean War, during which about 200 buildings were added to the complex.
Dust explosions were a real risk for grain mills. These funnels helped to filter the air in the mill.
Many outdoor areas of the plant have become unofficial city dumps. The skeleton doesn’t care.