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Cities are doomed places, where everyone has lost their soul.
You can see the traces of those souls crouching in hidden spaces, creeping into walls, devoid of their masters.
In the shadows they lurk, abandoned, damned, watching, waiting, stalking.
When everything is quiet, at the late hours of gloom, when the city sleeps and nightmares, sometimes you catch a glimpse of them.
They are the city skeletons.
Cities are doomed places, where everyone has lost their soul.
You can see the traces of those souls crouching in hidden spaces, creeping into walls, devoid of their masters.
In the shadows they lurk, abandoned, damned, watching, waiting, stalking.
When everything is quiet, at the late hours of gloom, when the city sleeps and nightmares, sometimes you catch a glimpse of them.
They are the city skeletons.
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