The city gleamed in the late afternoon sunset, windows reflecting the pink and red hues of the sky to create a panoply of of color as it refracted off of a jungle of metal buildings that twisted across the breadth of the island. The sky was ablaze with that natural light, but the ground level was lit kwa the electric, despite the early hour. Neon and holographic picha glowed brightly on every street, virtually ignored kwa the passersby in spite of their common purpose being advertisement. Crystal screens flickered on with picha of all sorts, speaking in all manner of languages to convey a bevy...
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