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The subway, which spreads like a spider web under the heart of a huge city, is a blue mirror that projects our appearance. The concrete of the city, which grows bigger day by day, is today's baobab tree and the mannequin flowing underneath it. There are no people under the modern appearance of the city that is more splendid today due to the absence of tomorrow. The end of the city, where only symbols remain, is therefore empty.
