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…It is a landscape of dust and heat. The air is thick with smoke, and a fine red powder settles on skin, hair, lungs. The kilns rise like silent fortresses across the plains of the Kathmandu Valley. Chimneys pierce the pale sky. The ground cracks under the sun.

These women and girls carry the weight of up to 30 raw bricks stacked high on their backs. Barefoot or in worn sandals or slippers, they walk across scorched earth from dawn to dusk. Their hands shape thousands of bricks each day — bricks that will build houses, schools, cities. While their own homes remain fragile and temporary..

The kilns burn constantly. Coal fires glow behind mud walls, smoke drifts low, mixing with pink dust, entering lungs. Coughing is common. Rest is rare.

In the Kathmandu Valley of Nepal, brick production feeds rapid urban expansion. For many women and girls, it is the only available work. Wages are minimal, often calculated per thousand bricks, binding entire families to relentless output. Childhood blurs into labour. Education becomes a distant possibility while they carry the city on their backs — brick by brick — in a world of heat, smoke, pink dust and survival.