Car Park Light


Patterns of light and lighting mechanisms; here they hold a glow poised to drip onto furiously intent shoppers.
Spiders and exhaust fumes begin a work of containment.

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The Dawn Palace


A night full of calls, yelps; shouts and pleas from the street below. Cars and motorbikes flaring and roaring quickly away. In the morning, when Foible looked out, he saw the damage wrought: the Dawn Palace was destroyed; not by explosion but from a falling into itself. A year’s slump and decay in hours. As he looked, men entered the building and started to kick through the rubble.

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