Notes on life, art, photography and technology, by a Danish dropout bohemian.
When you drink the water, remember the river.
What is that place, Big E? I can't see what it might be used for - or might have been used for.
If I recall right, it is an iron foundry. Though clearly the walls have been changed at some point.
At first glance I thought it was some abandoned sleazy motel - thought maybe you'd decided to start documentary the seamy underbelly of northern England.
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