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a riveting read!
about 18 years ago, I worked for a company that performed maintenace for oil refineries during their annual shutdowns. the work was quite interesting, but I kept instinctively pulling my head between my shoulders whenever I walked the grounds. with all the pipes and tanks hissing I never could get comfortable being on site and kept waiting for the impending explosion. one night, while standing on a cat cracker at the sixth-story level and looking over the vast expanse of what looked like a city of sky scrapers lit up in sodium lights, I mentioned to a co-worker "y'know, us humans are fukkin' nuts!" he laughed and nodded in agreement
a few years later, that specific plant finally had that explosion where several people (I think 3) were killed. I didn't regret not being there
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