History is. Typhoon.
The Bay of Bengal.
Ship washed up. Large.
Left there. Broken down
by locals. Scrap, metal,
parts to use. Such
plenitude never seen
before. New industry.
Now stretches for many
kilometers along the
beaches of Bangladesh.
Pollution prevails. Most
things done by hand or
not much more advanced.
Small men or children
in narrow passageways.
What air there is is
full of toxins. Is death.
Is dangerous. Is life.
Is nothing else to do.
The countryside destroyed.
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