The neon glow enveloped the city built by and for corporations.
Money was to be made and lost, lives thrived or ruined at the turn of a card or flash of a needle.
Anything was possible and made available for a cost, you only had to ask.
Now it was a ghost town, empty and cold.
Gone were the nights of activity both on and off the streets.
The stench of decay replaced soured perfume and aromas of exotic foods.
No more the clack of heels on the sidewalk or the whisper of a bicycle messenger as he passed by on soft tyres.
No longer the sounds of music and laughter, discussions and bartering.
The city had devoured itself as greed and corruption had taken its toll.
In the silence, a neon glow was all that remained of a city built by and for corporations that no longer existed.
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