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Continuing on with my 'Why I Love..." series, by taking it on a slightly different spin this week. This time, it's why I love the guys that I work with. (And why I wish I could take them to any and every job I ever have from this point on.) The picture is slightly different, because I'd bulk taken the other photos, and since I took those, people have left and people have joined in my work, so for ease, this post will have a different picture.