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Cities are the greatest creation by man. Stable communities for people to live in. Places for people to call home, businesses to start. Without cities we'd be living in huts across the country. No sense of man with man could exist, and people would still be living by themselves, thriving by themselves, with no contact to other human beings.
Sometimes in life, the big issues aren't always overt. We like to focus on details, without seeking out the bigger picture. Putting bandaids over symptoms, instead of fixing the illness. Sometimes it isn't obvious, but we need to pull our heads up sometimes, and see what's going on instead of keeping our noses down and trying to fix the world one bill at a time.
Blasted away. The shot carried through his ears for what felt like centuries. He fell to his knees. The gun hit the floor. His brains on the wall. His blood staining the carpet. No more pain.
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