Milling About

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The first time I really paid any attention to these machines, roadway millers, was when they came rumbling down Second Avenue at 3AM many years ago. I was so fascinated by these strange looking beasts that I swore the next time I saw them I would grab my pad and pen and go have at em. About a year later they returned to the neighborhood, going up Third this time, so I spent some time in the wee hours of the morning drawing them carve the top layer of the city streets right off. They look too big to move fast but you figure out their top speed pretty fast when you take a seat a few hundred yards ahead of them to capture the approach and suddenly find yourself a moment from being in the back of a dump truck, via a meat grinder, an assembly line of conveyor belts and a little fall. Not my idea of a fair game of chicken. I moved.

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