A caustic tank in one of the unremodeled brewhouse backrooms.
An exit from the concourse.
No wonder the factory shut down; everyone was scheduled to work 9 to 5 and the clock’s broken! (In all seriousness, this is/used to be a beautiful timepiece, especially for a utilitarian factory like this.
Looking past the Osborn along the side of the Hughitt Slip, where there have always been grain elevators for more than 100 years.
Solvent pumping buildings, designed to explode upwards rather than outwards in an emergency, are forgotten near the milkweed.
Christmas lights from the time Island Station was an art studio lean against a rusty boiler.
The pipes in the boiler would be full of water, so the heat in the furnace.
Steam pipes squirm around the stacks.
Inside a launch building you can see how the roof would split in the middle to allow the rocket to be raised into launch position.