The boilers are gone, but round brick portals remain where they used to meet the walls of the boiler room. Behind it appears to be the coal bunker itself.
An old name for an older elevator, as seen from an abandoned rail spur.
Halfway up the coal conveyor, covered in coal dust… black streaks of snot. Starting to get good.
The walls are separating on the adobe house…
The pockmarked concrete sign of Substation #2 over the control room that faces the highway.
On the top floor of the former casket building is the finishing line for the coating section; on this section the final spray of plastic would hit the wood before a small furnace would seal the plastic permanently to the surface, making it more resilient, I assume.
With an office like this, the ones food begins to taste more and more like nachos.
I really like the way this high-ceilinged room is decaying. Well, decayed. It’s demolished now.