The machine operators called them "gas harvesters," as if they were scything their way through sheafs of sweet-smelling grass. But where they went, grass wouldn't be growing for a long time. In went the toxins and out came the fuels. We called them poison injectors.

Wendy Yoon is a student at the Art Center College of Design in Pasadena. You can see more of her work on her website.

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