Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
The top of Dock 4 was too dangerous to explore, but this panorama gives you an idea of the view (and how rotten the wood was).
An Old Crow warehouse, formerly federally controlled, near Old Taylor Distillery.
Someone had helped themselves to one of the safety posters before my visit.
A walk-up service window on the side of an administration building of some sort. I have a feeling the buildings were color coded.
For some time, tugboats were stored next to the elevator.
“But everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison So I came back to Minneapolis this time I think I’m gonna stay” -Tom Waits
Workers in the basement tunnels had to communicate with the workhouse operators 100 feet above and vice versa. Alarms and bells were installed to signal trouble over the sound of the elevator machinery.
Vents in the boards over the windows helps prevent mold and animals from getting too crazy inside.