The main entrance and the receptionist’s desk. But let’s just not yet explore this part of the building.
The local phone book from 1999.
Let’s first see what’s upstairs in the cubicle.
Getting closer.
A look back towards the ventilation channels and machinery.
The upstairs cubicle. There wasn’t much there.
Just lots of broken pipes, insulation, glass and some old papers.
Another shelf contains the switchboard.
More graffiti. And the seat of a broken chair.
Moving on to the office wing.
This area was fairly dark.
“New things – your mother”.
Finally some light. Accompanied by the traditional mess.
The curtains have a 90’s vibe in them.
Greetings and love confessions.
This looks like a break room.
I doubt, that there was a single intact window left.
A nice, pooping dog!
A smashed sliding door.
A small office room.
I take back what I said. Those seem like intact windows.
A mattress? Somebody seems to have lived here.
There have been showers for the employees.
Let’s dive deeper into the office wing in the next post.