I began my morning just as I had the countless previous mornings: by setting my shoulder against the side of a huge slab of stone and pushing it until my day ended. That is how I begin every day and it is how I will begin every day until the one on which I drop dead and am left in the wake of the slowly moving stone on the ramp on the side of the pyramid I will never see completed.
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