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yes, this city is awe-inspiring. graceful. the sheer height of kroger's hq, the intrinsic intimacy of the 5/3 dome, yes grace is the only word. when the sun is setting, i mean. when the light shines on the columns of windows, the buildings slide startlingly out of focus to become something almost real, something almost untainted by glass, uh-- a sunset. a river. the buildings wiped almost out of existence by that river. a river that gushes, changing with every second yet remaining. constantly in its pose of watermotion and water- grace. but then the sun fades away and the neonlights come on, and the moon is far too faint and the buildings cast shadows that are far too wide and reality is submerged and we are submerged. we need another glint. another light. we need to turn the stillness of this night into a movement, and yes, we need to be prepared, just in case-- we have to fight.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 9:40 PM UTC
Columns of Windows
yes, this city is awe-inspiring. graceful. the sheer height of kroger's hq, the intrinsic intimacy of the 5/3 dome, yes grace is the only word. when the sun is setting, i mean. when the light shines on the columns of windows, the buildings slide startlingly out of focus to become something almost real, something almost untainted by glass, uh-- a sunset. a river. the buildings wiped almost out of existence by that river. a river that gushes, changing with every second yet remaining. constantly in its pose of watermotion and water- grace. but then the sun fades away and the neonlights come on, and the moon is far too faint and the buildings cast shadows that are far too wide and reality is submerged and we are submerged. we need another glint. another light. we need to turn the stillness of this night into a movement, and yes, we need to be prepared, just in case-- we have to fight.
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jimmy-king
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 9:40 PM UTC
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