Many of the higher floors were more or less demolished–usually more. These would have been condos had ‘The Arcade’ project come to fruition. Now there are simply wide open floors punctuated only by pillars and meaningless hallways.
These stairs lead to the balcony.
After demolition in the mid 2000s, this interior door became exterior. I remember walking through the car shed as a teenager. It was a shortcut, if I didn’t get caught.
One of a few rolling workbenches to keep the thousands of pulleys, cogs, and belts working properly.
It seemed the only way to get a view of the room was to climb above the mounds of rotting donations, now not even fit to burn.
The individual ovens are skinny to allow even and fast heating of the whole interior. Numbers are cut into signs because no paint could withstand the heat or corrosive emissions from the coking process.
Before the gold could be extracted, the rock was turned to powder. Depending on the size of the steel balls inside the mill, the rock would be reduced to a certain size. So, multiple mills were usually used in stages.
“Crunch, crunch, crunch,” said the ground. “I know,” I replied.