America 1982

He had received the most lavish praises, and he had harvested the nastiest curses. He was a guy whose every vein pulsed with defiance. He was a white boy who could never become a celebrity. He was a youth from the countryside in the eyes of the masses. He was Tommy Hawk. He had been reborn. Welcome to the story that tells of the American Dream in the first half and the American nightmare in the second. Let's invite Tommy Hawk to take the stage, in the winter of 2022.

A spoonful of the past · Urban

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Chapter 53: Warm Hug

Rhode Island, Warwick City Bay Area, a shallow beach enclosed with simple wire fencing, with a wooden sign at the entrance: Hawk's Shipbreaking Yard.

Besides these few words, there were obvious doodles on it that came from the hand of a child.

At the moment inside the shipbreaking yard, Colin Hawk was working shirtless, sweat drenched, using a cutting machine to finish cutting a steel plate. Not far away were his reliable right-hand men and laid-off workmates, currently dismantling other parts.

It wasn't until the steel plate split in two that Colin dropped his tools, shook his messy, wet hair, and stood up to inspect the efficiency of his old buddies' work: "Morin! Pick up those screws cleanly, OK? Ten screws are enough to trade for a beer! The screws you overlook each time put together are enough for us to drink merrily in the bar for a month!"

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