I was yet again getting angry at the leaf blower in my street and very sad for the poor worker who had to use it. I could smell the fumes two hundred feet away.
They were exploiting him the Sunday before a holiday. Must keep those driveways free of bits!
Then I thought oh, we exploit nonhumans every Sunday.
Then I thought oh, most nature writing is basically Clap for Carers.
Yeah?
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