The Golden Downtown
I used to believe that if you walked fast enough, the city would forget you were there. That was the golden promise of downtown—walk past the glass towers and the neon reflections, past the people who moved like water around pillars, and you became invisible. Not lonely. Invisible. The distinction mattered to me then. It still matters, though the word has changed meaning like the seasons...
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