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At work, part II - The Big Picture - Boston.com

At work, part II - The Big Picture - Boston.com

A collection of well done photographs featuring workers working. I'm sure it's fine to be impressed and glorify workers, as long as we keep it distinct from Labor. (Thanks, Jenny, for the link)

Anyway, this is one of my favorites...but I love books.




From Boston.com
An employee shelves books in the old books collection area at the Municipal Library of Lyon, France on January 15, 2010. The government of France is currently undertaking a 750 million euro ($1 billion) project to digitize its libraries and museums. (REUTERS/Robert Pratta)
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Jenny S said…
hey, cool! thought that picture looked familiar. :)
Saturday, February 06, 2010
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