098 IXVLF

I had fought with Gemini last night and it had been a long hard day at work. Stepping out of the lift at floor 793 my palm brushed the door frame and with a quick swish I was in my apartment. I kicked off my favourite spangly high heeled boots against the wall and ignored the broken furniture, moving to rest against the wall looking down and out across the city. The old tenements rose up in waves, swelling up into the horizon to be topped off with frothing telecoms spheres and white flashing beacons. In the distance great towers ascended into the night, painted in neon whilst traffic flew in stacks across multiple streams. I loved this shitty city.



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Published: 28 March 2016
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