The Concrete Jungle Game
The glass of the 80th floor did not just provide a view; it provided a feeling of ownership. From here, the streets of Manhattan looked like a circuit board, and the people like pulses of electricity, predictable and disposable. Adrian sat in his office, a space of white marble and silence, watching the city with the detached interest of a biologist observing a petri dish. Maya had arrived at...
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