Concrete meets steel.
Beauty and function juxtaposed with merit and purpose.
These forests of skyscrapers and rivers of asphalt only serve to illustrate the sadistic intent of a design.
Chaotic whim and negligent abandonment litter the gutters like ideas home-grown from books and lessons learned discarded by autocracy.
Dangerous decisions and uninformed miscalculations will be the end of our great state, so broken and inevitable even despite a proactive bulldozer razing rights.
Sitting at the helm of this city is something far more sinister and demanding than any misguided ideological "advance" claiming hope and prosperity but delivering nothing but mistakes.
I've become weary of staying silent, of keeping my head down, of sitting back and listening as this cacophony spreads like a plague through the denizens of rationale.
Reclaim these streets all you who claim freedom as your own, for those who consider sacrifice a worthwhile action, for those who feel alive.
Stand to your feet with fists raised in protest against those who wish to annihilate our magnanimous faction.
Forge your fate from the fires of long deserved absolution.
Weave a symphony.