Days later, the Parsons Mill is still smoldering, still smells like charcoal, dust, and other dangerous substances that might quickly be able to make your lungs fill with mucus. One hose was hooked to a fire hydrant, which extended up the hill on Sargeant Street, spraying a big fluffy arc of water into a large opening that exposed the plant's basement and, above it, a wall and a door, hanging open and floorless.

No police or firefighters were there. None of the area is fenced off, and photographers can still go there. Hence: