Superior Street, as seen from the roof of the Temple Opera Block. Below is one of the sealed sidewalk elevator hatches.
The batch tag specifies some of the technical properties of the silk worked here.
The bottom of the elevator which seemed too modern for the building. The top of the elevator opens into open air, as the second floor has long since collapsed.
I found a meth lab in this building once. (Yes, I called it in.)
To make sure the tourists aren’t scared off, the city painted the side of the elevator with one of its historic names.
I love the texture of the rust through the decaying yellow paint.
The bits with handles are the filters with screens of different sizes. Larger grain particles would be stopped at the top for further reduction via the mills, while the powder at the bottom would be run through another bolter–one of the refinement stages in flour production.
Pipe fittings in little drawers, lit by tea lights.