May 7, 2021 Barrman rides to the sky.
Barrman stood at the bottom of the towering glass and concrete structure and looked skyward. The bottom of the balcony felt like it was a mile above them. He prepped the stage and looked over at the young Spaniard standing there. The unfinished spot stood out like a blotch of ugly grey on the white concrete. Their job for the day was to prep the concrete and help finish another piece of the newest skyscraper that jutted thirty-six floors above...Read more