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train to Chicago... See it from a train. Should have called it the Rust Apocalypse. Endless piles of industrial woolly mammoth skeletons turned red by the rust that never sleeps or blinks. Miles and miles of factory, mills, and foundry corpses. The workers long scattered to $10 per hour ***** jobs. Businesses gone with the workers. Globalization at its finest. The end of the people's value. Amerika crumbles of dry rot. Enjoy your stuff, good citizen. This will all come to you. There is no immunity to endless, mindless greed.    ~mce
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
Rust Belt
train to Chicago... See it from a train. Should have called it the Rust Apocalypse. Endless piles of industrial woolly mammoth skeletons turned red by the rust that never sleeps or blinks. Miles and miles of factory, mills, and foundry corpses. The workers long scattered to $10 per hour ***** jobs. Businesses gone with the workers. Globalization at its finest. The end of the people's value. Amerika crumbles of dry rot. Enjoy your stuff, good citizen. This will all come to you. There is no immunity to endless, mindless greed.    ~mce
"This is the end. My only friend, the end..."
mike-essig
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
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