And what feeds this pounding heart? Arteries of road and rail carrying fresh erythrocytes from the towns, the suburbs, each bearing their precious cargo of deposit + first two months' rent + credit check fee + reference check fee + social media check fee + misc. The siren call of high-rise living! Culture so bleeding edge you're almost thankful when the carmine puddle you stepped in this morning turns out to only be vomit. Land of one thousand dreams! Land of six hundred crushed dreams! Yes indeed, the big city. The big city! Bright lights! Pop-up shops! Festivals! Karaoke! Worthless landlords! Angry neighbours! Ah yes, the big city.
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