Hopped over a fence at Quicksilver Park and risked exposure to hantavirus to enter a deteriorated 19th-century building, a relic of the mining they used to do there. This collection of oddments was sitting on a shelf above a workbench. I didn't touch anything; I just took pictures.
I edited the crap out of this, but I don't remember what I did. I knew where I was going, but don't know how I got there.
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