The ice around the dock, compressed by the waves, was less clear than the open ice.
The most derelict of the old bonded warehouses. Note the barrel elevator on the side of it!
One level below where the cotton was nitrated, the fumes must have been powerful. This floor had several massive ventilation fans in its walls.
Below Dock 2 is a set of fire pumps.
A switchboard to control the flow of electricity into the plant from the city and generators.
The warped floors caught my eye in this room too–a symptom of turning off heat and not patching a leaking roof in the midwest.
In the background you can see the crane, which would in the weeks to follow bring all you see here to the ground.
Above my head while taking this picture was the seal of the Department of the Interior.
A broken window looking through the First Aid Room and into the Control Room in charge of directing grain into ships. You can see one of the large conveyors on the right, clad in green. Chutes and staircases intertwine seemingly randomly through the big empty spaces.