Idea of a City

You have nothing left to lose, at least that's what you think. Prayers, dreams, hopes... they're all wasted here. There however, beneath the skies you've cursed so many times, are the glass skyscrapers of the City. Peering at the buildings, though, you'll only see a reflection of yourself. The big city will never let you see its eyes nor know its thoughts. It's been built on the ambition and the bodies of the less ambitious, as indifferent to the tears of the righteous as it is to the blood of the guilty. It is the ultimate prostitute. She'll never pause before giving it all to you, changing who you once were. Sure, you definitely don't have anything to lose there, except yourself.

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