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The City of RepetitionThe sun rises again, in the never changing cycle of repetition, awakening humanity for it's own monotonous phase, burdened by a past of obedience.The City of Repetition
Soon after, a man walks down the street, dressed in a grey suit of apathy, carying with him a breifcase, and within it nothing but numbers and statistics, no hopes of tomorrow. His cleanly cut hair rises in the sudden burst of wind, as he crosses the street looking to the right, and then to the left. But never to the sky, or the birds, or the billowing clouds that move rapidly, dancing across the sky. Never to a rainbow that appears and dissapears in such a short time, one may qu
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