From the balcony of our apartment in Hangars Liquides…
… we can jump straight into a graphic novel-like scifi futurescape…
… a perfect place for us to stroll…
… amid vast, echoing halls of brutalist grandeur…
… where any kind of broken, repressive stuff could be happening…
… but, usually, it’s too wet for that…
… and everyone stayed home…
… everyone stayed home.
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