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Cold, broken and desperate; united only by their loneliness,

 

I watch those poor wretches limning the harshly paved streets below

 

Turning my gaze, I see the vaunted splendor of architectural marvels;

 

Their revolving doors admitting black suits and silk ties.

 

This grey twilight: a blending of day and night; poor and rich; weak and powerful;

 

This

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As always, there's an interesting sense of ambivalence. "London is what they will never be

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Hey Menzo

 

By far, this is my favorite. I'll have to read it a few more times to give a better comment, but this good...reallly good.

 

Jason

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