‘Why did they always come down here? What the fuck was their to see?’ He saw the same shit, everyday. Nothing was different. Every once in awhile on break he would let himself look up and he’d see something different. ‘Fuck it, it’s just glass, metal and heat. How was that inspiring?’
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