“Cutting torch.” The remains of a catwalk now leads to void on the sintering floor, four stories over the next solid footing. Only two staircases led to the top floor, some half dozen others were cut off for scrap.
Mitchell Avenue, the main drag of a ghost town. Traces of asphalt and curbs are barely visible through patches of grass. In the old plan of the town, Mitchell Hotel would be to my direct left in this scene, and about 10 houses would flank this street to the left and right.
Chairs facing the stage in the old cafeteria. Fuji FP100c in Fuji GX680.
A scribbled note on a doorframe… lost details.
When you watch TV from the jars, it seems so much more real, they tell me.
A custom ladder to cross conveyor belts on the work floor.
The locker room was out of a zombie movie.
The portal facing Taconite Harbor (at a healthy distance) is mostly closed. Some kids put bullet holes in it. Shooting down a long tunnel is extremely dangerous, and you should not do it, obviously. Mamiya 6/Portra 160
A bank of vertical filing cabinets, probably dating to National Guard days.