Cycling in to work this morning I saw this interesting sight. A hole so deep that the diggers had to form a chain just to get the buckets of dirt out. Actually only two diggers were involved in the chain, the lowest one of the three had a jack hammer on the end to break of chunks of the shale, rock or whatever it was. Whatever it was it hadn’t seen the light in several million years I’ll bet. After that initial exposure it was pushed rudely out of its bed, scraped up into a bucket, transferred to another bucket and then unceremoniously dumped into a truck, with hardly a moment to enjoy the sights and sounds of twenty first century downtown Toronto. The truck then hauled it off to join other bucketfuls in some massive pile out of town somewhere I suppose. It can't be easy being a chunk of rock.
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