Standing between pockets 1 and 2. You brought hearing protection, right?
When the building switched souls from booze to bread, these contraptions were mounted across the brewhouse floors… they’re not for hops, either.
Rust undermines the decade old graffiti on the steel bin.
…out of our depth.
“The fresh snow mixed indistinguishably from the ashes of the half-demolished power plant.”
Archeologists believe the great house on the mesa was rebuilt shortly before it was abandoned in the 13th Century AD. Tri-X 400 Film, haphazardly self developed.
A sharp turn in the coatings department twists the steel out of sight.
A reminder to the manlift riders to get off the belt before they hit their heads on the ceiling. This is the top level of the headhouse, where dust collectors would extract most of the grain bits from the air to reduce risk of explosion.