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The crowd is immortal and empty. The crowd and its appetites will outlive even you. The night separates being and becoming. It is the emptiness, the hollow space within that gives a vessel its worth and its hunger. The inhabitants of this city have raised so many altars of force and power into the Great Dark Sky, heaped mountains of glass and steel to altitudes of sheer exaltation, without a single line of dissent.
