HON. MENTION
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An aggressive city, with violent shapes, it even doesn’t try to clear itself, doesn’t apologize.Everything betrayed us: god, love, nature, new age, Hi-tech, runabouts, low-cost.Cars are a memory, nevertheless green exists no more.A messed up world, departments-schools-shopping-industries-factories-trash-police-thieves-bla-bla-bla…All this have to give way and suffocate to let mankind live.Because home is something different; it is all foreign to home.
No zone.It’s clear: there is no zone if there is no ground.The home flies, moves away, it doesn’t interfere in anything, it’s immutable, stuck 360 feet off the ground: the only refuge against dictatorship of bit and optical fiber.Colonies settle over the chip-land-texture, like spatial pile-dwelling, with no planning logic and the only will to deny what is under.