here is an early seventies (i think) eye wash emergency sign i found at my friend, matt decells' new shop. he moved to another cool ass old navy base warehouse space. awesome place. industrial, huge, heavy duty, dirty, metal, strong. it's as if they said one day, "close the base." and everyone just dropped what they were doing and walked out. incredible. i have also included some hipstamatic shots from the other night there. the first one is woody yelling "Williams! where are those qR 12-A saw blade requisition forms?! Johnson in the Bldg no. 545 can began until the union has those danged forms!"
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