Building Something New

In a small industrial town outside **Cleveland, Ohio**, there lived a man named **Daniel Carter**.

Every day, he worked the early shift at a metal parts factory, standing beside

the same machine for ten hours straight. The pay covered rent, groceries,

and gas—nothing more. People passed him at the bus stop every morning,

nodded sometimes, but never really saw him. One ordinary evening—without noise or drama—quietly

changed his direction. Daniel’s life followed a narrow line. Wake up before sunrise. Work until his hands

went numb. Come home to a one-room apartment that smelled faintly of oil and dust.

Eat. Sleep. Repeat. Life didn’t feel unfair.