The Switchyard, After Hours

Load-Bearing

A Copper Maran rooster in a charcoal flannel three-piece suit with burgundy pocket square, standing in a dimly lit industrial electrical switchyard at night, holding a leather-bound ledger, banks of heavy switches and analog voltage gauges in warm tungsten bokeh behind him

The gauges hadn't moved in eleven years, which was precisely the point. He'd long understood that the most essential things in a system are the ones nobody thanks — and that the ledger under his wing contained nothing so vulgar as numbers.

19 May 2026

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