everything
vanishes. then again, maybe it lasts and lasts.
hard to tell with a moving target; can't really
trust yourself.
one can't help but get nostalgic for a facility
where train cars
were lifted off tracks that ran through the
building, magnificent
boom crane high above running along 19th
century riveted beam.
yeah, but so what? the end game of industry tends
to imperialism.
easy to get attached to chevelles and forklifts if
you know little else.
warehouses cum
brewpubs but there's still shreds of integrity in
SODO.
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