The corner of the elevator… lumber armored with steel for fireproofing and water resistance.
From an unsteady perch atop the blast furnace, the morning light began to leach into the complex below.
Chutes from a hundred machines interconnect to more machines and chutes on a dozen factory floors.
Power-up to cool down… would have been nice on the hot day I climbed on top of this machine.
The woman in the wall has the bed; is pulling it in; is holding you down…
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
On my first self-guided tour, the calculator was caught my eye because it was one of the few things left behind in the laboratories that filled the second floor. On my next trip, it had been smashed to pieces.
Iron becoming dirt becoming birches.
One of a few rolling workbenches to keep the thousands of pulleys, cogs, and belts working properly.