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One mountain is made from office furniture- desks, filling cabinets, chairs, photocopiers and phones.

It’s hard to climb and we are really high up, things keep getting in the way, wires, pointed edges of tables, unstable chairs on wheels.

The people that live here watch us as we climb, their young play fearlessly on the precarious table tops.

We carefully ascend into the clouds, closer to the summit, clutching at knotted ropes of data cables as we climb.

The second mountain is made of mud. Water has cut a labyrinth of tunnels and caves through it’s entire structure.

The water washes in and out every day. On it’s way it carves out new rooms and passages but also seals some of the old ones shut.

We climb down into the maze of tunnels, explorers, the floor rushing safely to our feet each time we slip and fall.