Some spaces were sealed, unintentionally or not. They are like sunken rowboats at the bottom of a lake of stone, or human flesh, or whatever a city is made of. Some of them are apartments with windows looking at concrete and doors opening to greet bundles of cable. Others are ancient subways flooded with cloudy water. The first inhabitants of the city lived in and traveled through spaces such as these. Everything they anticipated with joy or dread now lives above these unswinging chandeliers and dusty tables. The city is painted both in joyous golden translucence and nightmare blue.

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