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That city

I had a dream in that city again. Inside the nebula of chaos. It is night. The bookshelves of lights on the streetscape throb; red, yellow, cyan, red. It feels like Amsterdam dipped in oil. A black bridge leaps across an equally blackened street. A subway entry to the bottom right. The towers lurkingĀ at the back lean effortlessly over the road. TheĀ buildings are mere shadows, blacker than the nigh...

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