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"August 2004 -
Milwaukee is a brewery town. It's what we're known for. So it's a wonder I only recently started exploring the abandoned Pabst brewery, barely a mile from my home. It's been closed since October of 1996, but the incredible architecture is withstanding decay quite well.
So let's begin our little brewery tour with the visitor center. It's one of the oldest buildings on the site, and has some of the most ornate architecture in the city. Two interior courtyards hold what were once elaborate gardens, now mostly overgrown. The building itself is locked up tight, but the beautiful craftsmanship is visible to passing pedestrians.", // 0
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"Juneau Avenue runs right through the middle of the brewery. It divides the old facility, on the north, from many of the newer buildings to the south. It's also the best vantage point you can get without a bit of modest trespassing.", // 5
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"The northern section of the brewery is an odd mix of architecture. Originally constructed over a century ago, most of the brewery features incredibly ornate brickwork, cobblestone walks, original wrought-iron gates and lamp posts, and huge stained-glass windows depicting the brewery's traditional logo. Mixed throughout, however, are signs of a more modernized brewery, from aluminum holding tanks to a drab utilitarian warehouse constructed in the 1970s.", // 11
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"The buildings that make up the brewery are locked up tight. I did, however, manage to make my way into the old brewhouse (Building 22). The view from the roof was, to say the least, incredible. The old tarpaper was beginning to show signs of age in places, where weeds and even trees were poking through!", // 23
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"The layout of the brewhouse feels like a bunch of buildings were glued haphazardly together, with a couple of extra rooms stacked on top for good measure. Once inside, there are many doors designed for roof access. One in particular caught my attention. A tiny room, much like a church steeple, had two doors - one leading to a larger flat area of the roof, and the other leading to a catwalk spanning Juneau Avenue. (You'll see pictures of the catwalk later.) The little room also had a dusty wooden staircase leading steeply down into the brewery, so I decided to see where it went. It was the southern wing of the brewhouse, and it held a twisting maze of rooms and stairways.", // 27
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"I eventually came to the main hall of the brewhouse, where I was greeted with an incredible view. ", // 31
"I followed a staircase down a level and discovered (still in the south wing) a series of rooms that seemed to be the nuts-and-bolts functioning of the brewery (and an interesting mirror left leaning against a storage tank.)", // 32
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"Heading further into the south wing (a bit farther west this time) was again a maze of rooms and staircases. Four stories of catwalks and pipes surrounded a huge holding tank, though I was reluctant to test their sturdiness.", // 36
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"A missing window pane led me onto a section of the roof that apparently didn't have very good drainage.", // 41
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"Back inside, I explored a few more little rooms in the southwestern section, then headed again for the main hall. When you pass through a room in the opposite direction, you see amazing stuff you missed the first time!", // 45
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"Another floor down lies the employees' locker room and the women's restroom. (Strangely, I never did find the mens' room.) ", // 53
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"The main hall affords some of the most breathtaking views in the brewery, but it's a very difficult thing to capture on camera. At this point I passed through the main hall at ground level, eager to see what the north wing held.", // 59
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"\"And what's a Malt Booster\", you say? \"Why, it's one of these!\"", // 64
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"The north wing had a very unnerving air to it. It's been sitting abandoned just as long as the south wing, and it's no more decayed. But there was something in the lighting or the air that creeped me the hell out. Maybe it was the fact that, as opposed to brickwork, it had peeling painted walls. I made my way quickly through this section, and reentered the main hall.", // 66
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"The main floor of the brew hall is actually the second floor of the building. Descending an ornate staircase brought me to a quaint little visiters' foyer, filled with bags of stinking garbage. It was getting late, so I hurried back to the roof for a few more pictures.", // 73
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"The aforementioned catwalk over Juneau Ave supports a large neon sign, still powered. The sign is visible from much of downtown Milwaukee.", // 76
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