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End of an era...
It was grimy, dirty, cold, and oftentimes smelly.
The power was spotty, the computer connection was atrocious, and when it rained outside it rained inside. It had rampant wildlife, difficult personalities, charming and not so charming truck drivers.
Yet through the grit, there was an inherent beauty in the forms, textures, shapes, and materials.
These images came out of that beauty.
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