rows of hills, each new ridge fades more into nothingness.
Vanishing Hills [Haiku]
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Everything is happening somewhere in that city. Blocks of block buildings broken into smaller blocks, in turn into smaller ones. Those blocks -- rooms -- are the city's unit of interest. So many rooms, so much potential for the: -nefarious, -virtuous, -ill-advised, -hideous, -hopeful, -hilarious... Someone is hanging from a rafter, waiting to be found. Thousands are masturbating. AI surveys the porn they surf, making new genres in real time based on unfulfilled search terms... In one room, a scientist figured out a cure for cancer in a burst of inspiration, but by the time she'd found a pen, she'd lost it -- no trace remaining. She then convinced herself she'd never really had it... but she had. Everything that can happen has happened, will happen, and is happening in the city.