Black Curtis
Curtis bay, what a sight! If you can see past the smoke and sot. Right by the water, touching the sea, it's unbelievable how hellish it can be. A big smoke tower, burning coal, so warm our homes and burn our souls. I wouldn't get to see my grandkids get their diploma or go to college. That's okay, someone gets to profit from Black Curtis Bay.
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