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Underground eXperts United
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[ The City ] [ By Hedge ]
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/* There must be an invisible sun, that gives its hope to every one... */
/* The Police*/
/*The City*/
The city was alive during daytime.
The city was big and grey, it had a large population and a cold look.
The large apartment blocks looked down quietly at their inhabitants, who at
this very moment were on their way to work. These people showed a great
resemblance to ants when they in one big mass crept towards the closed
corridors of boredom. Their struggle to make enough money for rent, food
and clothing had just begun.
This very moment, during daytime, the city ruled over the citizens,
because it was their only way to earn money. You didn't oppose against the
city's rules, or question its conditions for living. If you did, something
bad was bound to happen to you.
The inhabitants of the apartment blocks had just found their way into the
city center by all kinds of transportation. Inside, the concrete spoke its
clear language: No nonsense, please! The whole city's appearance urged
you to take the fastest lane, not to argue and to do what you were supposed
to. Nothing more and nothing less. The streets were straight, the corners
pointy and the edges sharp. There was simply not enough time for anything
fancy. Efficiency was and stayed most important.
The inhabitants continued towards their work, while all the city
buildings stared down on them, almost like they were giving a silent order.
The humans did not complain because even though they knew that they totally
depended on the city, they also knew that the city depended on them just as
much. Without the humans, the walls would soon be cracking up, the
concrete start to fall apart and the windows fall out of their frames.
Therefore the city made sure to not give any reasons for complaints. It
held its demands at a proper level, so that the machinery could continue
ticking without interference. Of course, some poor humans couldn't even
cope with these easy demands, and they were without mercy passed down to
the city slum, were they quickly got forgotten, or conveniently died. The
city had no sympathy for the weak.
The day moved on however, and the citizens worked hard with their
individual tasks, all the time in a sort of symbiosis with the city. When
the work was done the humans went towards their respective means of
transportation and started the journey home. The night had just begun to
fall, and with it the city's second appearance started to form. Warm
yellow light began to light up the square windows of the apartment blocks
and the evening darkness had started to smooth out the sharp silhouettes of
the city center and suburbs.
The citizens were now unleashed from the demands of the city. They had
been working hard during the day and now, in the night, they got their
reward because darkness had transformed the city. Warm inviting lights
were shimmering from bar- and restaurant windows alongside the streets, and
not one sharp angle could be seen. The imagination was now allowed to
create its own shapes, and forms of the surrounding houses.
You could even see the difference when flying over the city. During the
day it looked just like a big grey substance, glued to the earth. In the
night it looked like a gigantic piece of golden electronic circuitry, with
its components glittering. The electronic paths were represented by lamp
posts alongside roads which curved in and out among the houses.
The city had become beautiful, unspeakably beautiful.
The citizens roamed around enjoying themselves while the city watched,
slumbering. This went on to about 3 am and at that time the streets lay
empty and silent. All humans had gone back to their concrete coffins to
sleep.
When the first morning light hit the city's sharp concrete monuments, it
was sound asleep. But it would soon wake up and the machinery would start
tick, tick, ticking again.
/*Don't ask what you could do for your city,
ask what your city can do for you!*/
/*Hedge -94*/
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Call PIRACETAM -> +1-813-996-3902
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