Brand-New and Shiny

Last week a raw, chilling rain followed eddying snow on the flat frozen prairie north of Detroit. It fell on the just and the unjust, and also on a 113-acre tract between Eleven and Twelve Mile Roads. There the rain, sifting through the steel skeleton of a sprawling, one-story building, gathered like dew on the rough jackets of workmen, stiffened red hands that had to be warmed up before the glowing maws of smoking salamanders. The rain did not slow up the work, any more than the snow had: on & on went...

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