man.
I was unloading a machine right under this bridge when a car pulled
up and dropped a guy, his cardboard and duffle. Then he walked over
to a pipe to set up the cardboard on each end. It was actually a
decent shelter and could be quite cozy as bivouacs go. I approached
with a loud "Hello the camp"! No response. I left a fiver on a rock
and asked him to keep an eye on things for us. When I came back to
reload the machine a couple days later, he was hanging around watching
and waving hello.
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