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It
takes a lot of many different types of screws
to hold a wood building together.
Different heads, diameters, lengths, pitches,
materials, shanks. Self-boring is best. Torx.
The morning starts on an east-facing balcony, snowcapped
mountains pink in the
distance.
The clang of a trolley car, resurrected after
hundred year hiatus. A sheet of plywood blocks the
entrance.
A hidden key, everything locked in a box
camouflaged by trash. Energy comes from a post in
the ground.
I love carpentry. The materials, the methods, the
absorption it demands. People need shelter. One
sees progress.
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