Little crosses on the side of the church, near a broken window.
This big rusty sphere hides behind the incomplete 5-stack.
Lit by the glow of St. Paul’s West Seventh bars, highlighted by the cool blue of the sleepy section of South Side. This castle-like tower can be seen for miles around town; a Landmark at the brewery that brewed a brew by the that name.
A tower above Minneapolis that few people see.
One of Martinsdale’s defunct businesses perpendicular to the depot. Recall that Martinsdale is a T-town.
This bridge over Eagle River is beautiful.
It seems like this pipe was made to return dust to the collector in the main workhouse from the annex.
Counter-weighted ore cars alternately filled and emptied to feed Furnace 7. Honestly, though, the corner-mounted cranes are sexier in my opinion. Note the trees growing from the stacks.