Ladders crawl the back of the signs. Graffiti writers’ right of passage.
Serve [unknown] Build… What do you think the middle says? Tell me in the comments.
A warning sticker on the interior of a dredge once tied to the old dock.
One of the occupied buildings in Nevadaville.
A little sheet metal box somehow made it back home.
The back of the mill reads “Red River Milling Company”
We mark our world in unexpected ways… this is how patient possessions would be stored during their stay in the old asylum wards. It’s about the size of a shoebox, and this particular drawer has a name where the others do not. Its place reminded me of the hospital cemetery where more than 3,000 are buried and less than 1% of whom are recorded by stone or plaque in their resting place.
Before each warhead was crated, it was inspected.
…somebody get the number of that truck! Near the Day Rooms in the Paying Patient ward.