Imagine how hard it is to break up the asphalt with a pickaxe

Imagine how hard it is to break up the asphalt with a pickaxe. Now imagine it’s not even a very good pickaxe. And you’ve been doing it for days. The sun, hotter now, makes the sweat bead on your face, itchy like a bug landing on you. Sometimes enough water escapes your pores to form a little stream that carves a path down the black dust on your face. And it tortures you that your body is letting such a precious resource just drip onto the ground. Unretrievable. This has…

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