Paul Levitsky
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The earthen smell of cellar sat heavy in the still air. A light flickered and buzzed in and out at the other end of a corridor. Three men in loosely fitting riot gear pointed their shaking rifles toward a cloud of dust twisting and coiling into the air below the light. Meter long cobwebs anchored in cracks along the concrete wall began to sway.
By Paul Levitsky3 years ago in Futurism