This one is pretty amazing:

Write a letter about the smell of autumn by a car factory worker who just lost his job of 25 years

Dear Autumn,

You always smell like a car factory to me. You remind me of the 25 years I spent working in one. But now that I’ve lost my job, you just make me feel nostalgic. Every time I smell you, I think about all the good times I had at work. The camaraderie, the satisfaction of a job well done, the feeling of accomplishment when we hit our production goals.

But now those days are gone. The factory closed down and there’s no work to be found. So many people have been affected by this recession. And it all started with the smell of autumn in the air.

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