It seems like this pipe was made to return dust to the collector in the main workhouse from the annex.
This section retains water and is mostly shaded, so moss has found a way to live in the concrete.
The shaft was capped by the state in 1990. Even though some shafts are capped, they are still very dangerous. The land around them tends to crater unexpectedly, sending explorers to the bottom under a pile of dirt. Stay away.
Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
An impressive message for graffiti in a Detroit warehouse, but then again look at these steam pumps. Over-built and under-appreciated.
The sound of water running in the distance.
Between the repair shops and the stock department is this odd little structure. No, the walls are not level–it’s not your eyes. The shops slope left, the structure slopes right.
Jef throws open the back door of an alley for the trailing photographers and historians.