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Steel

by Donna Marsh

I ran downhill as the wind took up my hair, and I felt, at the last second before it all stopped, only the lightest touch of sneaker to pavement. I was as close to flight as I would ever be.

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Follow the Boom

by Hal Sundt

None of the guys I’d talked to — reckless roughnecks, seasoned veterans who’d ridden out the boom-and-bust cycle before, clean-shaven company men who exuded a corporate coolness — could describe what it was like to approach every day of work not knowing if it’d be your last.

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