The city lags behind, colorful and yet so gray. I increase the cadence of my steps. Their tracks still call to me, burned by the heat of the abandoned asphalt. I shake my arms from the coldness seeping from the naked blocks, sweating like a sinful body. I’m tired of breathing in the smell of plastic and garbage. Of believing in civilization. I run after the soul hidden in the chest longing for …
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