Vines crawled over the skeletal remains of skyscrapers, their green tendrils tightening around fractured concrete and steel. Below, the streets were cold, empty canyons littered with the glittering dust of shattered storefronts. Every shop had been ransacked, their interiors exposed to the elements like open wounds.
A single, yellowed sheet of newspaper, its date long since faded to obscurity, skittered across the asphalt, pushed by a lonely
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