My son has broken away following.
I work in a cement factory and can be clearly seen from the pipe, from which through a bad filter constantly knocks a lot of clinker dust is very similar to smoke or steam.

One son asked me:
 - Where do you work?
I replied:
 - Over there! - And pointed to the pipe.
 - You make the clouds? - Stunned he muttered.


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