Old parts catalogs litter the floor. The office overlooks empty shelves. Graffiti glue peeling paint in place.
The old men’s ward is an example of what the hospital resembled before part of the complex was modernized. Small rooms, light switches outside the door, small observation windows set into heavy wood. If you ask me, though, the tile work across the floors is the most spectacular.
On the rooftop of the Temple Opera Block are some old fast food table sets. It did not seem like they had seen much use recently. The tires across the rooftop is a sort of calling card for the building’s former owner.
A single metal emergency slide rusts away at sunrise.
Pozo Mine, the most menacing mine building I’ve ever seen. Black and white film, shot with the Fuji GX680, a beast of a camera.
I assume this sign used to sit near the highway that snakes around the mine and town.
This is the building with the water tower on top, full of Barcol stuff that did not sell at auction and not worth the trouble to scrap.