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As I turned to leave the FACTS Engineering, LLC Archives, I reached out my hand to open the door and fumbled because on the wall to my right... were digital printouts of small children arranged as though they were plaques of achievement.
I fear that one day when this place is torn down to erect a bigger better industrial factory-warehouse, some poor unfortunate bureaucrat working at the building office will find the remnants of these children (whether they are dust, bones, or dismembered limbs) walled up behind their photographs in the tiny room containing closed purchase orders and accounts payable.
I fear that one day when this place is torn down to erect a bigger better industrial factory-warehouse, some poor unfortunate bureaucrat working at the building office will find the remnants of these children (whether they are dust, bones, or dismembered limbs) walled up behind their photographs in the tiny room containing closed purchase orders and accounts payable.