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I have crossed the same acre, in mud or spice, a thousand times for a thousand nights of rest. A dangling forest of windows above, tangled in their messes. But I am a bitter on the endless gray floor - a temper not seen since Nero watched the last of the silphium wither.
Yes, there is concrete. There are bones. & there are oases in these deserts…
