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‎         ──II. [42/6] Av. Through Cracked Pavements and Mist-choked Streets They Wandered ⍀ Nameless and Forgotten 𐚎 Until Those Rusted Iron Gates Groaned Open Like the Jaws of a City Finally Ready to Swallow Them Whole.

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Step Forth, for the Gate Hath Yielded to the Willing — Yet This Radiant City Weeps No Tears for Those Whose Hands Are Bare and Pockets Hollow as the Midnight Wind.｜Fig, 1976.
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