
I grab my camera and we all walk out onto the dark reef of the slag. The sky is still grey and occassional drops of rain fall. At first I direct them to react to the slab as Kubrick's apes and astronauts react in 2001: approaching cautiously, arms upraised almost touching it. But this is too much of a recreation and somebody, probably Pete walks up to the slab and starts to piss on it."
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