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The snow covers everything. It covers the abandon buildings and the broken cars. The sidewalks and its cracks. Jack steps off the curb and into the gutter and the street is empty as far as he can see. The city Jack Delleto imagines is an adjectiveless word. A book of white pages.He starts walking. Jack dissappears into empty pages
Where the Shadows Come to Play in the Land with No Name
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