If it wasn’t for the humming and crackling of the wires, I could believe I had arrived to a post apocalyptic landscape.
The largest extant structure when I visited.
A light-painted portrait of one of the few remaining carts that moved everything from fresh eggs to soiled laundry through the tunnels.
One of my favorite signs, informing workers about to descend into the open-top grain bins about basic procedures. This was in ADM-Annex 1 (connected to the cleaning house via skyway), so it will never be seen again, unless the sign lands luckily when the elevator is demolished.
Looking past the Osborn along the side of the Hughitt Slip, where there have always been grain elevators for more than 100 years.
The old truck scale sits in the middle of what was Nettleton Avenue Slip.
A broken roof drain turned the fourth floor into a skating rink. Frost covers every surface. Kodak Portra 400 in Voigtlander Bessa.
Camera: Pentax 67.
The tunnels were full of bricked-up doorways. I wonder how many rooms under there are totally sealed from the outside world…