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Chapter Two – The Project
The dim evening shadows have been replaced by brilliant morning sunshine, a snap to the air and a sheen over shaded streets where the frost hasn’t faded. In my Master’s office, he flips open his laptop, then aims a finger at the plan drawers. “A lot of this kind of work is done using computer models and I’ll get that forwarded to you, but sometimes there’s no substitute for having the information laid out in front of you.” The finger jabs down. “Second and third drawers. You’ll find a lot of what you need in there. Schematics of the City, street maps, service plans and so on.” The finger swings to the filing cabinet. “Bottom drawer. Guides on which areas are demarcated as residential, industrial, retail and so on. Help yourself. Sing out if you can’t find anything. Any questions, Will sh
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