[It's beautiful. It's impossible. She presses her hand to her mouth and watches with wide eyes as the city spreads out beneath him. Beneath them.]
[It's so neat. Clean. Not perfect, but green, and she trembles with the possibilities. Maybe - one day - she can go back. But it's enough for now to know it exists.]
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[It's so neat. Clean. Not perfect, but green, and she trembles with the possibilities. Maybe - one day - she can go back. But it's enough for now to know it exists.]
Where do you live? Where's your home?