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Lenny, a distant cousin, had a healthy fear
of the twisting gears threatening to hold his hand
and pull it as he worked the machines.
Now he walks by the hissing factories that
turn and pump all alone, looking in the blurry
windows as he travels along the dark streets.
of the twisting gears threatening to hold his hand
and pull it as he worked the machines.
Now he walks by the hissing factories that
turn and pump all alone, looking in the blurry
windows as he travels along the dark streets.