A wounded flour mill, muscled into the corner to keep out of the way.
I couldn’t help but include this ghost sign for a demolished motel…
A collapsing and unstable building.
Hard to find your seat when it doesn’t know its own name.
The middle section of the smokestacks were coal hoppers, and this device would load the coal into the hoppers from the conveyor belt it rode across. The bottom section of the stacks were storage rooms while the very top were, surprise, chimneys for the power plant.
At night the city lights blast through the broken windows, casting crazy colors through the off-white interior of the mill.
This is what I believe to be the Masonic Cottage, where infected Freemasons would be treated together and enjoy some simple luxuries because of their social connections. Freemasonry is still popular in North Dakota.
In the office at the end of the dock are two brooms. One is from the last ore train. One is from the last boat.
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.