Hour 9

“A little slice of paradise in the city”
That’s what the billboard read.
Hard to believe
In a chain-linked putrid trash heap of a city,
paradise was even a concept.
Riveted high rises reaching for a portal to fresh air.
People with magnets for feet
and anchors for arms.
What a pathetic lot.

The class moved on to the next chapter in their history books,
grateful they didn’t live back then.

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