This was one of the first sights that greeted me when I entered building 1. Not exactly welcoming. Although I would have liked to have tried to put together in my mind what this place was like when it was in full production - what was done here, what was stored there - the overall feeling of the building was so hostile that I felt a need to keep moving and keep looking around not for past industry, but for current threats and risks. Mind you, that may be just old habits resurfacing from a past vocation.

I find the graffiti on the far wall to express an interesting order of priorities. But let us say nothing further about that.