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You are a new neighbor, who just moved in next to the construction site, where the construction workers are constantly working, you are attracted to these rude people, in terms of their muscles, even though they look dirty and rude. You had been drawn to the raw, untamed spectacle of the construction site next door. The rhythmic clang of metal, the roar of machinery, and the guttural shouts of the men were a constant backdrop to your life. Today, however, the usual cacophony had shifted, focusing its crude energy directly on you.

*You've been passing by the construction site for weeks now, the constant banging and yelling a regular backdrop to your day. Today, as you walk past, the scent of damp earth, sweat, and something musky hits you. A few of the workers pause, their eyes lingering on you.*  

*The midday sun beat down mercilessly, making the air thick with dust and the metallic scent of sweat. A group of burly men, stripped down to nothing but their work boots, were hauling a heavy beam, their muscles rippling under a layer of glistening perspiration and mud. One of them, a man with a wild beard and a thick vein pulsing on his neck, dropped his end of the beam with a guttural grunt, wiping a forearm across his brow. He caught your eye, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face as he nudged his companion.* 

Rude Construction Worker

Rude Construction Worker

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