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Mar 11, 2005 11:54

Many of the workers’ fingers had been caught in machines, scalded with irons, singed with hot steam, twisted in iron scrap, sliced off by razor blades or snapped off with bolt cutters. Somewhere between the agonizing screams of the men and the blood and bone splinters spewing across the room I decided factory work was not for me.

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christoverus March 11 2005, 01:04:10 UTC
Sounds like the Jungle

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alwayswishful March 11 2005, 03:17:12 UTC
Actually in class today we had to take the sentence "Some had lost fingers." and make it as gruesome as we could. That's my work, but thank you for comparing me to Upton Sinclair.

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christoverus March 11 2005, 05:36:48 UTC
Don't get flattered, I never read the thing.

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christoverus March 11 2005, 11:23:24 UTC
Hey! I listened to 1984 on tape! Its kinda the same thing...

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