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By Varda Date: 2002 Apr 03 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.03.15.17.28290]] |
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It was over 40 degrees and one of the nicest days of the summer. There we were, in jeans, tank tops, and rubber gloves, slopping poison all over the walls so we could apply another layer of paint. It would have seemed like more of a waste if we would have done something with a day like that, but we would probably just have stayed in the apartment, watching TV and cranking up the air conditioner. Instead, we were together, laughing and sponging up toxic water, sweating inside our rubber gloves, making us wonder if it wasn't really the chemicals swimming over our skin. |