“I get up at seven yeah and I go to work at nine. I got no time for livin’. Yes I’m workin’ all the time. It seems to me I could live my life a lot better than I think I am. I guess that’s why they call me they call me the workin’ man.” ― Rush
You hear the work crews outside your window at 7 a.m. The machinery rolling down the street; the jack hammers decimating concrete; the men with shovels and picks and crow bars doing their job and trying to beautify the city as best they can. It is back-breaking work and although the machinery is available someone has to shovel up the debris so that the front end loader can scoop up the mess and place it on the dump trucks nearby.
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