the House and the old drill


In Oslo for my studies in cultural sociology. It might not be a good idea but society wants a Bachelor then perhaps more from me. I got this old drill from my grandfather because he told me it was scary strong and would easily pull your wrist apart if not carefull. Perfect for blending concrete for the weakest wall of the house. A beautifull piece of old machinery that the ancient man probably payed a small fortune for. I`m living in a small bedsit due to ambition that might backfire. I have a fresh new bed though.


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