The Rust Belt Fire
The factory smelled like metal and sweat and something else I could not name. Something sharp and chemical that made your eyes water if you stood too close to the machinery. I worked on the assembly line, tightening bolts on auto parts that would end up in cars I would never drive, earning money I would never spend on anything but rent and groceries and the occasional bottle of beer at the bar...
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