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"As I climbed up on the counterweight of the crane, my breath caught. It was a combination of the icy wind and the sheer scale of the endeavor that shocked me. Marc was looking down at London Bridge station and whispered, ?the train lines going into London Bridge look like the Thames, it?s all flow.? Slowly, I pulled myself to the end of the counter weight and peered over the edge. Indeed, we were so high, I couldn?t see anything moving at street level. No buses, no cars, just rows of lights and train lines that looked like converging river systems, a giant urban circuit board."

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Posted By: Tombs, Oct 8, 17:13:48