Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
Furnace #7, as seen from #6’s catwalks. Cue morning fog.
A wimpy crane by most standards, only suitable for moving around parts of steam turbines.
Note the rails in the floor that guided cars to the coating line, the side of which is lined with the windows in the center of the image.
The cold air collided with the sun-warmed water on the floor, filling the ground floor of the Keg House with thick fog…
Serve [unknown] Build… What do you think the middle says? Tell me in the comments.
These long curved corridors connected the wards. Locked doors on both of their ends were a security and comfort feature. Sounds and people would be sealed in their respective wards, as the hallways would act like beautiful airlocks; they were so long that it was unlikely that doors would be open on both sides at the same time. Portra 160.
Looking into the cut made for the streetcar tunnel. It looks like there is a door in the wall, but it’s an optical illusion.