This is no time to feel dizzy. As you balance precariously on a narrow steel girder, hundreds of feet above the hard concrete below, a head for heights is a must. There's a skyscraper to be built, and the Splitters, Crawlers, and metal-munching Gremlins are in hot pursuit. You step over the slippery remains of your workmate's lunch, hurl your spanner at a menacing shadow, and curse the day you became a high steel worker.
The sixth floor is complete. The huge crane delivers the next girder, ju...
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