"His shovel strikes the ground again, breaking in the earth. He heaves, his foot stomping on the metal to drive it in deep. He scoops up the dirt and throws it to the side, repeatedly, making the hole in the ground larger. He stops for a second, the back of his hand swiping over his sweaty forehead, his hair sticking on the sides. He lifts his head up with the sun, his breaths labored, and the air sharp on the sides of his lungs. The heat starts buzzing in his head, recoiling around his neck and falling in drips down his back."

"Here", a hand strestches to take the shovel. "Take a break, you're sweating like hell."

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