Standing atop the dust collector, the factory breaks down into diverging patterns, processes.
It was obvious which parts of the hospital were the newest, by their relative utter self destruction. It’s comforting to the Cubical Dwellers, I think, to know that as soon as the power and plumbing are disconnected that all hell will break loose and dismantle their suspended ceilings, drywall boxes and fluorescent suns in no time at all.
Parking strictly forbidden. A sign in front of Cheratte’s former truck shops.
Giant ingredient hoppers stand on a concrete floor covered in peeled paint.
Frontenac’s shaft house is well preserved, compared to all other around it. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100
A shipment board for customers that may or may not exist anymore. Let’s assume any of the products made here are probably on backorder.
The main floor of the hospital was crammed with furniture.
A typical narrow hallway at Birtle.
An old name for an older elevator, as seen from an abandoned rail spur.