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New Platt was beautiful once. The best way to describe it would be using not my own words, but the words of a poet you once read in High School, James, or Jamms, you can't remember. "Welcome to the city with a golden light that spreads across the open desert, lighting the farthest sands in the darkest night." The poet was shit, but everyone loved the saying, and they plastered the words across billboards and welcome signs for years to come. You know a lot of poems like this. But, the city became induced in haze, and now the farthest sands are dark. There's a choking atmosphere that ran throughout, like too many people were sat clustered in one space, spitting and pissing and shitting and cumming all over the place. Every open area seemed to be hosting one large orgy for all the different bodily fluids the city's people excreted on a daily basis, and you had to take the subway to and from work.