A Man In The Pensive Room – rib hiat motel

One day, I took a crowded train.
I took a look at the city on a“DOWNSIDE”observation deck
that will be demolished this weekend.
“It may be a window with a cut-off view,
but the view of the“AIRSIDE does not come in.”
A landscape of miscellaneous buildings and houses
stretching beyond the horizon.
There are also several new solar communication towers.
There is no gap.
The broken AC sound.
the disorderly speech of people from different countries,
With a tiring couple’s conversation,
I watched the city’s atmosphere of being left alone,
with my ears full.
Of course, there is no gap here either.
The city’s landscape base, which was built about 400 years ago,
has been left untouched, as if abandoned,
since the communication between solar systems became possible.
Now, the legacy of the past that was called AI
barely maintains the city’s infrastructure.
From the day the Internet disappeared
after 10,000 different worlds burst into flames,
EBE was guided to enable people to interact with the world
that has been called the paradox.
I vaguely remembered a book of holography photos I saw yesterday.
Try to feel this medium-rare landscape while feeling a little tired.
A second or so.
I let out a sigh.
I felt a certain despair and ambiguous hope at the same time.
He also wanted to look for other“rooms.”

-Written for an old fiend.-
The country with the oldest history in the world
has become the poorest country in the world.
A punishment for mixing up the legends of a clergyman.