she docked beside our building all winter last year- I shot these then.
every time I passed her I sensed immense strength, impossible age, and exhaustion.
Turns out the sailors call her the ‘salt-pig’.
She’s the oldest ship in the fleet, and she’s being eaten from the inside out by the road salt she’s carried up here every year for decades.
I’m told they’ll probably scrap her soon and sell her to the Chinese, who’ll tow her away across the ocean.
If she breaks on the way (she’s a laker, not a liner), they’ll just let her sink.