©2006-Allen Suttefield
Ha, Daylight! So thick is the cloud even daylight is late this morning. The rain, however, falls as it will; Water drops tap each awning in dark or light.
The concrete floors of the rising building glisten wetly: At present open to the sky they will soon be ceilinged never again to receive the rain until the roofs are destroyed.
In ancient Chengdu floors of new buildings also felt the rain, and construction was delayed by the same gathered clouds.
There! The first clang of dropped metal, like a bell announcing: the work day begins. Voices quickly follow unseen below and Friday, wet Friday takes place in the work week.
7:30 A.M.
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