This part of the dressing line once processed carcasses after slaughter, beneath a grid of rails, cables and ceiling-mounted pipes.
Small red lights still hang above emergency stop buttons—a system that signalled delays and sparked a wave of good-natured teasing across the floor.
In a space built for precision, moments like these added levity to the pace of the chain.
This art photography print captures the structure and spirit of a working floor shaped by pressure, rhythm and camaraderie.