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God.
This place is my favorite and my least favorite, all at once.
It’s the absurdity of it, I think. The chaos that simmers beneath everything, like a reality teetering on the edge of forgetting itself.
I used to walk down a street and watch entire buildings vanish—swallowed by black holes that blinked open and shut like lazy gods. And when I looked around for anyone else to react?
Nothing.
Once, I passed a florist that turned into a butcher overn ...
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