Before it mechanised, my father worked the slime plant, reglooping 'the color', as he called it, until his vats were viscous. On Sundays, we'd visit and call out from the gantry, and he'd look but say no words, lest those fussy pots of green ambrosia unstuck. Those were the days!
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