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A single, selfsustaining lattice of liquidized moonlight pulses through the center of a floating, inverted cityscape built from the fused remnants of a thousand unlit streetlamps that never cast a shadow, its structure not steel or concrete but woven from the thermal inertia of a single, unspoken promise whispered into the wind. The lattice does not vibrateit breathes, expanding and contracting with each lunar cycle, absorbing the ambient silence of a world that forgot how to dream. The citys buildings are not solidthey are hollowedout shells of petrified longing, each facade etched with the chromatic afterimage of a face that never smiled, their windows filled not with glass but with thick, viscous time that flows upward

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