These guys work all night long, trying to fix the rails. And for what, for us, for me and you so that we can go to work and make some mony, and probably two times as much as them! they don't complain about there fucked up hours or the cold, they just get the best out of the night in eatch others company, while the rest of the world lies in there warm beds sleaping like babyes.
I walked by one night but then i stoped and wached them...
- wached their smiling faces while their hands held a steming cup of warm coffee. It looked cold but coozy!
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