From time to time, a few people would walk along the road, walking towards the smoke-smoking chimney factory.

Most of these people were wearing clothes stained with black and ash, and they went to work, but they looked tired, staring at the scorching sun to go to work in the factory, but they didn't have a pair of shoes with thick enough bottoms.

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