middle of the night, all the lights are still on all over the city, but you know you can't call anyone or do anything. can't catch a bus or even buy the shit that gets sold all day out there. why the hell are those damn lights on anyway? who for? this one is not new york; this one is in europe and I'm sure I couldn't find a single person underneath any of those bright, violent neon lamps, but I can see them each from across town. god it makes me wish that just once, it would all go dark.
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