Introduction: My Personal Journey Into the World of Demolition
I still remember the morning clearly. It was 7:45 AM in Al Quoz Industrial Area. The sun was already punishing, and I was holding a cup of karak chai that was rapidly losing its warmth. A client had asked me to oversee what he called "a simple wall removal" inside his warehouse. I was twenty six years old, full of confidence, and dangerously low on actual knowledge. Within two hours, that...
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