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fog decays antiseptic whitefacades revealing them as yellowteeth of a dragon instead ofstate buildings faceless & universal.Within these dragon stripmall squares one coughs deeplyon cue, then drivers driveinto a thick wall of profuse red lights todelay dream gratification. What anevaporatingly frail carbon copy of an OldWorld capitol, where only a Spring thawpermits nervous traffic lights to transform ourselves so we livesmashing walls down for anybreathing room (never enough?)
A wonderful trick, indeed.
Wow! Stunning pictures!
Subtle and beautiful colours and words to match.Wonderful.
Such a splendid poem, Anon! Thank you xxooThank you, Karin and Sonia. Although I'm not an early morning person, I am heartened by the amazing photo opportunities dawn can bring.Dive: Thank you from both N & me.
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