When I approach the city, I see a forest of towers, suffocating the sky and slicing through the air.
They take my breath away, with their reflective beauty, echoing the clouds, until I look down and realize that all they reflect is each other, down here on the ground.
These aren’t trees, full of ancient wisdom, rooted to the Earth.
These are phallic falla…
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