In the middle of the foundry, an office is untouched by scrappers, legal and not. Inside, warnings and catalogs for machines that are gone, obsolete, and melted down.
The backdrop has become the pallet for water damage and graffiti.
A bumper sticker with the usual tagline. Note the detail on the radiator!
Spare blankets still sit in the bottom of the dresser drawer.
The basement of the laboratories is the home of the ore grinder. I’m sure it was noisy.
Beds line a basement room that is part way between the concepts of inside and outside. Boards and bricks were falling while I was photographing it—stay out.
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.
This chair burned in the 2005 arson that gutted this building, which is the oldest on the property.
There were a few large houses on the Old Crow property where employees would live. The glen had little housing.