George Orwell, in The Road to Wigan Pier, wrote of feeling inferior, as a man, to the British coal miners he documented risking life and limb in cramped mines. That particular passage, and sentiment, has come to mind often during my visits to foundries that I leave – after only a few minutes – choked and sweating.
I took the photo three weeks ago, north of here, when I wasn’t supposed to be snapping away. Thus, no identifying info.
[travel and deadlines this week, so content will be light]