A Merrill Piano from Boston, in the Recreation Room of the Front Dorm.
Artifacts from the days this was a furniture factory and warehouse.
A closeup of the finely-carved seats in the house, presumably original to the Sattler. There are not too many of these in this kind of condition. If you have a better name for this figure than Cordelia, leave a comment.
Behind the small stage is a hallway signed by practically every act that walked through its doors. There’s also a pair of palms. Since all the heat in the building collects in this area, it did seem more tropical.
Beautiful details in the plaster moulding have been preserved by the sheer height of this room between the cathedral and auditorium.
Core samples archived under the laboratories.
The Atlas D command building. As Brutalist as it gets.
The orange bars were secured to the tunnel walls to support electric lines for the mine carts. Lower parts of the sand mines were allowed to flood. The water was perfectly still, and made for a mud so thick it could suck off your boots.
The balcony used to be beautiful, you say. I say, it still is.