The chair tried to leave, but found it had grown heavy with the weight of water and wood. Today, it shelters the mice and maggots.
In the soft wood of the machine, an employee left their mark.
This old ward, not a victim of remodeling, still has metal screens over the open windows of the doors. It should be obvious why glass were not used.
In the middle of the foundry, an office is untouched by scrappers, legal and not. Inside, warnings and catalogs for machines that are gone, obsolete, and melted down.
In the ward for the criminally insane, this door was the most-worn. Nail scratches mark the area around the peep hole, the wood is gouged everywhere from thrown chairs and hard kicks, and a ominous blood-colored stain is visible where it dripped in the second inset from the bottom. Aside from the damage, the coloring in this section was very vibrant, though it was probably little reprieve for those who had to work here.
The layout of the bins in an elevator office.
A place to turn mine carts into different areas of the shops.
You can see almost ever level of the factory from this spot.
Part of the grain dust venting system, dislodged from its place above the dumping hatches under the grain cribs.