A rendering plant. (Edit: per Catcher In the Wry) In the old days: When farm animals died, and the farmer is responsible, they weren’t buried. The farmer called a local rendering plant and they send a truck to pick up the animal. They also picked up grease from restaurants, and butcher shop trimming. My dad made feed for farm animals and one of the recipes called for meat scraps. Guess who got to go to the rendering plant to pick it up. First time I was there, I walked into the door that employees use – which was on the rendering floor. I saw a pile of dead cows, pigs and horses, being gutted and then dragged into a vat. Still in existence
US Army Physical Exam Urine Collection. Back when there was a draft, I was called to get an Army physical exam in Detroit, Michigan. Literally was in urine an inch deep. I guess when the guys peed in the cup, they figured they would show their rebellion and piss on the floor. Base is closed
NYC Subway in the 1960’s. Pervs walking around with their dicks out, smell of crap, filth everywhere. Never been back, is it better?