3am

I remember walking through the city at 3:30am.

Eerily quiet and the only thing accompanying me being the harsh bright street lights.

The bustling city, filled with entitlement and self importance, lying there empty and silent. As if the land and the city was an unwilling vessel for the sudden and rapid urbanisation and commercialisation now ever present. 

And only now the city can relax,

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