Terry, I see your H-D pallet floor and raise you an entire Honduran mountain village made from our Company shipping crates and steel sheathing from containers... No B.S. true story.
One of my friends was sent to work there a few years ago for a span of a couple months in the dense mountain jungles assembling a substation on the mountainside.
Most of the labour was local villagers who continually asked for the scrap stuff. Each night the peasants would lash all kinds of crap onto carts, burros what have you and haul it all away.
On his last evening there, he was invited to the village which resembled a large shipping yard, full of re-assembled crates with steel roofs, Company logos still stencilled on the sides and doors and windows simply cut out of the plywood. Add in some misc scrounged wire and some electrical components and there was even rudimentary lighting.
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