Roland Barthes wrote that photographs signify death—a creepy way to look at things, for sure, but also possibly true. I think he was talking only about portraiture, but, as we all know, corporations are people too.
My former office wife is one of maybe (he says) ten people left there, and, in the manner of momento mori, he’s taken these lovely pics of our dead processing center. May we all remember it as the awful, creepy, evil place it was. Fuckers.
(I know I should credit the photographer for use of his work here, but for reasons of anonymity, I will not. Suck it.)