I watched as this once young work boat moved into: Song Shan Hu, with its strange assortment of pumps and derricks. It toiled to; dredge, drill and generally help shape the lakes new features.
Now she sits all but forgotten in a quickly overgrowing inlet, accessed only by a disappearing and seldom traveled trail.
An eerie place as dusk approaches:……………………..
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