walking through downtown atlanta in the a.m. hours, "bittersweet symphony" by the verve. the skyline closing in on me at the rhythm of the strings in the intro... someone walks out the revolving door of a huge mega-office-plex just as mr. ashcroft begins his lament. i can smell the starbucks and french fry grease. the streets are sparsely populated beyond ourselves...
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