The ice reflects the blue sky on the rust. The sunset blasts through the concrete pillars holding it all up.
Ruined cars abandoned in the generator hall, long after its namesake was scrapped.
Power House, 2000s From the roof of the larger power plant’s Building A, Hastings, MN’s lights burn behind the smokestacks.
Inside the pilot copper concentrator.
These aluminum powder kegs were forgotten in storage.
The nitrating house was a chemically dangerous place, so it had thick metal and concrete shield for every station right next to an emergency shower.
In the ward for the criminally insane, this door was the most-worn. Nail scratches mark the area around the peep hole, the wood is gouged everywhere from thrown chairs and hard kicks, and a ominous blood-colored stain is visible where it dripped in the second inset from the bottom. Aside from the damage, the coloring in this section was very vibrant, though it was probably little reprieve for those who had to work here.
The side of a launcher, with outbuildings in the background. You can see the tracks where the roof would open before launch.
The elevator near the offices seemed a day’s work away from being operational