Built upon the Ashes of Tomorrow.
This Brave New World.
What kinda reality is this, anyway?
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essay: #084 Stories from the Sea
Smudges of Venice. Across my heart. Arctic ice melt opens Northwest passage.: While the albatross slides towards extinction. A voice crackles long distance. Night turns to day... Metropolis of sensory overload. That is he.