Just outside of the blast furnace is a series of platforms and catwalks to bring workers to the stoves.
The topmost roof of the hospital is covered in antennae and includes a star that faced the rest of the complex, now demolished.
The beet juice was boiled down to make a syrup, which would be drained down the trough to the crystalizers.
In the modern control room at the base of the white elevator tower are the electronics that ran the newer building, its rail components and boat-loading component. The superstructure permeates all spaces here, as can be seen with the crossing I-beams in the main office.
The concrete annex elevator had interesting graffiti. Much of it from the 1980s and 1990s.
The most pointless, beautiful and nuclear-bomb-proof catwalk I’ve been on to date. It goes between two high levels in its own bottom-lit concrete capsule in the center of the tallest, thickest building. Hang on, we’re riding this one out.
This low brick building is interesting to me.
Leather shoes in a supply closet. They seem to me men’s shoes.