walking along the sidepaths in the city at night was a wonderful experience.
my eyes were attracted a couple of old buildings. peering into the glass for a moment revealed empty rooms with peeled walls and floor of dirt, big cylindrical pipes and wires were hanging haphazardly from the ceilings. simply put, those buildings were either in the middle of renovation or disrepair.
despite being so, i felt so much character reverberating from them. are you going to be born anew? or are you just fading into oblivion? those are the questions i would like to ask the walls - if only they could talk.
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