Nothing Happens in Detroit
The factory closed on a Friday. This is important because Fridays in Detroit always feel like the end of something, even when nothing has actually ended yet. Ray Kowalski was fifty-five years old and had worked at the Ford plant for twenty years. Twenty years of breathing metal dust and listening to machines that sounded like they were arguing with each other. Twenty years of coming home with...
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