With an office like this, the ones food begins to taste more and more like nachos.
A strange little staircase on the side of the orphanage puts the scale of the building in perspective. It’s big, by U.P. standards!
The alley-mounted fire escape is long gone, but lamps over the bricked-up windows and a dark outline show how it zig zagged.
A dead belt-o-vator.
Blending the explosive ingredients was dangerous. It is no wonder that the blending house had so many emergency slides.
The only way to get to the second floor–since demolition crews punched-out the staircases and ladders leading upwards–was to climb this elevator shaft. In the lower-left corner is a blower for the foundry furnaces.
Miners would sit in this room before going into the mine. The boards on the right indicated whether every single miner was “in” or “out”.
Artifacts from the days this was a furniture factory and warehouse.
One of the clusters of elevators. Doors would open on both sides so that vehicles could be moved through them if necessary. There is only one set of stairs in the whole building.