The superstructure for the sea-leg skyways serves no purpose now… the offices are bricked up, too. Why?
Looking toward the Female Infirmary Ward from the long, glass, Conservatory hallway.
The hospital is so self art deco that it seems like a film set!
I love the ghost sign across these two elevators, originally built as Superior Elevator. It’s looking pretty rough.
A dead belt-o-vator.
On deck, looking at the door to the engine room.
The office stairs. Part of Herb’s morning walk.
And I forget just why I taste / Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile / I found it hard, it’s hard to find / Oh well, whatever, never mind (Nirvana, “Smells Like Teen Spirit”)
After crushing, these machines would float lighter material to the surface of the water, where it would be skimmed and discarded. Gold and silver laden stone would sink to the bottom, where it was collected for the next stage of processing. Leica/Summilux 35/Ektar 100