As Otis approaches the house, Lorenzo cranks open a fire hydrant. A rush of rusty water pours out. He attaches a hose and starts spraying the house to tamp down all the dust and ash that come with obliteration. The CAT thrums insistently forward, mmmmm-hmmmm-mmmmm-hmmmm, and Otis digs the grapple into the front yard, pulling it up in pieces and laying the lawn over the sidewalk to protect it from the weight of his encroaching machine. “The city’s a wreck,” says Lorenzo, “but we don’t treat it like that. We try not to crush anything we don’t have to crush.”
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