Sinclair's Factory

I once did a month long mission outside of one of the largest if not the largest brick factory in Iraq. The sky was always a strange color, the workers lived at the factory, and it always smelled like I imagine hell would smell like, including all the smoke. Combined with my love of the book The Jungle by Upton Sinclair, well... you get a weird factory. There ya go, that's the best explanation I have for this piece of art. Click that like or resteem me. It will tickle my fancy!