This is one of my favorite doorways (yes, I have favorites) for a few reasons: 1.) You can see how the once-arched door has been squared-off for rectangular doors to fit; 2.) you can see one complete historic door and one ruined door, and the chain that used to hold them together before someone kicked-out the security, and; 3.) I like the texture of the bricks and design of the radiators in the room beyond–the blacksmith shop. Just do.
Postcards and snapshots in a high elevator office.
Police tape marks were kids got hurt in the past… probably from falling from the unstable catwalk above.
Circa-1960s graffiti. Someone got their ass kicked.
The east portal, looking toward Nopeming Junction and away from the US Steel ruins and Duluth’s ore docks.
A sign hanging near the shop office.
Ryan, as seen from the crane ladder.
Bob Ebel. Brick Graffiti Series.
In what has turned into a kind of industrial courtyard between four ovens some people have posted their tags. X was here.