A day, anyone’s day can be described thus. There’s work to be done, but first, one must clear away the rubble.
So that’s what they’re doing outside my condo tower (visible to the right in the photo). Heaping twisted metal and slabs of concrete. To be carted away.
A working day.
Tomorrow evening I take off for the holiday. With a suitcase full of pots, pans and wooden spoons. Might the rubble be all gone by the time I come back next week?Doubt it. Stuff like that takes time to clear.