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I’m watching a couple hard hats putting up scaffolding on a roof about twenty five stories in the air, balancing on 2x4 tight ropes. They’re climbing the cross hatching of poles from one level to the next, climbing higher into the New York skyline. Spinning a web of poles they spider up another story, attach the pulley, bring up more scaffolding, balance on the 2x4 floor, carry up the floor, balance, pulley, scaffold. They’re like kids on monkey bars in an aerial playground. Their bodies set against the sky, stretching sore muscles above the roofs of sky scrapers. Gravity’s got nothing on them.
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