The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The glass breaks. It shatters in your hand. Not all at once. Piece by piece. A slow disintegration. You hold the fragments. The cold bites. You do not drop them. You are a prisoner. Not of walls. But of sight. The city is a cage of light. Sodium vapor. Blue neon. The grid. The lines. You see the cracks. Everyone else sees the view. You see the fracture. This is your curse. Your gift. Your sin....

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