Next door to the American Airlines Arena are the crumbling ruins of some nameless factory. Accelerating the natural effects of weather and gravity were two friends that I'll call "Basher" and "Crusher".
Basher, seen on the left, is equipped with a big poking jackhammer-thing, while Crusher has a powerful claw. I sat and watched the two dismantle the building for a long time. Basher would reach into the innards of the building, lock on to some major support beam, and then enable the jackhammer. Though I was standing a good block away, the rapid-fire "tong tong tong" from the jackhammer jarred my teeth. Eventually, Basher's strength would overpower the beam, and another truckload of debris would crumble away.
Crusher, on the right, would use its claw to sift amongst Basher's rubble and lift out huge chunks of steel and concrete, setting them in a nearby pile. Just like a crab picking bits of food from the nearby shells and rocks, Crusher picks out the diamonds amongst the rough.