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2. The Second Floor and The Inner Court

There's eventually some light on the production floors. At closing time they didn't board up the windows of upper levels, which has taken it's revenge in that today there's nothing covering the rock smashed windows.

General view of the main hall. We don't know if the cable lying here has anything to do with it, but we spotted a note on a switchbox that claimed the place would have had electricity connected since two weeks prior to our visit. Some tagger had already commented the note: "bullshit".

This management room is not the only area here that has suffered an arson. Clever commentary tags on the wall.

It's been a raging fire, but looks like firemen got to the place in time.

Straight talk on a machine's side.

Nothing unusual is that most of the machines had been sold away. The halls were full of emptiness, but a few even quite good conditioned pieces of machinery remained on the second floor. Here is a Spanish part of production line which, probably, is a roll type glue spreader.

Elevator doors on this floor.

Some of the tags around here had rather hilarious messages. It looks like there's a battle of religions going on also here, the Satan side vs. Christ side.

Lucifer come! ~~Satan~~ Jesus Christ lives!

Angel and Devil drawings.

The floor is complex and it continues to east, where the floor converts to a special outdoor courtyard. Maybe the roof has been removed in need to transfer away some big machines located here.

The yard is spacy and suitable for ghetto bandy and other similar sports.

The place is a storage and loading station for leaving plywood. Behind the latched doors is a truck yard and one floor below is a square, spacey and empty hall which must have been the real storage section.

A customised lift system in the center of the courtyard connects the floor below to the roofless yard.

These uncomfortably long stairs lead from ground to the roof.

Weather conditions may be tough, but it's still remarkable that only ten years after shutdown the paint on concrete elements looks as terrible as here.

Paint's peeling, and lots of it has already fallen to the floor creating a weird dried paint layer on concrete.

Machines are missing. This is where they used to debark, cut and eventually rotary cut the logs to veneer.

Somewhere below the cutting department goes a maintenance tunnel. It was much longer than what we had interest to check, as it was very reeky and dusty again and we didn't have the respirators.

	There's eventually some light on the production floors. At closing time they didn't board up the windows of upper levels, which has taken it's revenge in that today there's nothing covering the rock smashed windows.
	General view of the main hall. We don't know if the cable lying here has anything to do with it, but we spotted a note on a switchbox that claimed the place would have had electricity connected since two weeks prior to our visit. Some tagger had already commented the note: "bullshit".
	This management room is not the only area here that has suffered an arson. Clever commentary tags on the wall.
	It's been a raging fire, but looks like firemen got to the place in time.
	Straight talk on a machine's side.
	Nothing unusual is that most of the machines had been sold away. The halls were full of emptiness, but a few even quite good conditioned pieces of machinery remained on the second floor. Here is a Spanish part of production line which, probably, is a roll type glue spreader.
	Elevator doors on this floor.
	Some of the tags around here had rather hilarious messages. It looks like there's a battle of religions going on also here, the Satan side vs. Christ side.
	Lucifer come! ~~Satan~~ Jesus Christ lives!
	Angel and Devil drawings.
	The floor is complex and it continues to east, where the floor converts to a special outdoor courtyard. Maybe the roof has been removed in need to transfer away some big machines located here.
	The yard is spacy and suitable for ghetto bandy and other similar sports.
	The place is a storage and loading station for leaving plywood. Behind the latched doors is a truck yard and one floor below is a square, spacey and empty hall which must have been the real storage section.
	A customised lift system in the center of the courtyard connects the floor below to the roofless yard.
	These uncomfortably long stairs lead from ground to the roof.
	Weather conditions may be tough, but it's still remarkable that only ten years after shutdown the paint on concrete elements looks as terrible as here.
	Paint's peeling, and lots of it has already fallen to the floor creating a weird dried paint layer on concrete.
	Machines are missing. This is where they used to debark, cut and eventually rotary cut the logs to veneer.
	Somewhere below the cutting department goes a maintenance tunnel. It was much longer than what we had interest to check, as it was very reeky and dusty again and we didn't have the respirators.