Giant ingredient hoppers stand on a concrete floor covered in peeled paint.
At first glance, I thought the center building was a hoist house because of the shape of the window. Now I think this was built as a warehouse and later used as a laboratory.
From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.
Taken several years before the tornado story when the weather, and the condition of the buildings, were nice.
This seems to be the space where upholstery patterns would be drafted. On the table were half-finished notes on a new design.
These aluminum powder kegs were forgotten in storage.
This building seemed like a pump house or compressor house. It was full of empty concrete mounts.
At the end of a conveyor belt and poised over a loading station, it’s easy to image the tinny sound of chicken feed sliding across the metal. Like sand on the old-fashioned stainless steel playground slides.
Blast Furnace 7 as seen from the ore yard. Imagine running up those stairs through blast furnace smoke.