The factory had been a very secure location. I’d had several steel doors to close and block. But the building had been purchased and workers forced me out. My new home, though un-secure, was concealed and not somewhere that had a footpath, so I felt safe from being discovered. I had just got back to camp and laid down on fresh cardboard. I heard some guys laughing and then a rock sailed into my brush pile, striking me in the side.
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