I live under a rock... or... at least... under a bingo machine.
Nevertheless, the Zeitgeist, casting meme like shadows in my allegorical pinball cave, brought liminal spaces to my attention.
A liminal space is defined simply as a place of transition. In popular culture they are often represented as long corridors or eerie places empty of people.
I realized... I work in one huge liminal space. Machine rooms linked by almost one kilometer of dreary damp empty disorienting corridors.
See and enjoy!
Sewage coming in, Water coming out.
One day, if space travel becomes commercially viable. The insides of huge space freighters will look just like these corridors. They'll probably make the ships out of concrete too to save money.
On these ships, small crews of people will be tasked, as a fail-safe, to maintain the robots that maintain the robots that maintain the ship.
These people will walk the dreary corridors, thinking back to the good old days when you could open a door to the outside and breathe in fresh air and hear the birds sing.
