Friday, November 22, 2013
The Latest Dig
Sometimes I work in beautiful places. And sometimes I don't. I spent much of yesterday in the basement of a crumbling 1870s house in Washington, no electricity, digging holes under the basement floor by the light of a battery-powered lantern. The place looked like the set from a serial killer movie, especially after I dug all the fresh holes.
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