Here, the swimming pool pit is still filled with the burnt jetsam of hostelry, like old chunks of bathtubs, toilets and shower stalls, and one lone pile of (seemingly inflammable) refuse sits atop the circular concrete slab - frankly, I'm surprised that no one has lit a bonfire atop Hartwig Hill yet! [Note (10/31/03): Has anyone burned the remains yet? - LR]
Several entry points to the underground led only to storage areas, where we found items like damp boxes of old documents and receipts dating back about 5 or 6 years, broken lavatory fixtures and empty paint buckets.
Oddly, one white toilet was placed squarely in the center of one basement room, like a ghostly throne...
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