Cities
Each city its own world, one older but not by much, the other pushing so far so fast it screams with rage at the fallibility of its own flesh, frantically tearing space and materials and humans to remake itself in the image of the other. To fly between the two in the space of a day is to shift time itself, to move into another dimension where six months equals ten years...
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There is wisdom in turning as often as possible from the familiar to the unfamiliar: it keeps the mind nimble, it kills prejudice, and it fosters humor.
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