Was this even posted? Nevertheless this one took me back and forth to Fort McKay in the darkest hours of the night and became the theme of working out there. The eerie organs that emanate from this run through your spine and can make every hair stand up.
Puts things into prospective as you are surrounded by lots of people working up north, but you truly are all alone.
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