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I am* walking through my ninth floor window across the city, down to Elliot Bay. I have not become particularly large but the skyscrapers become stepping-stones. I have learned & acknowledged that reality is subjective and I can defy physics.
When I finally make it down to the pier, I look back and the city has [...]
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Directionless, yes.
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