TRACK BOTTOMS #2
Going into the neon district during daylight hours always felt wrong, like you stumbled onto a deserted filming location. It’s the same place that you recognize from the screen, but none of the characters are there.
Most of all, it’s weird to see the same people who six hours ago were dressed in form fitting, acid green and purple leather, and looked up to an LED display that broadcast their inner thoughts, throw on track pants and go on coffee runs.
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