I'm tired of this Goddamn city. Everyone, everything is fake and proud of it. Everywhere you go here, theres some flashing, colourful lights urging you to see a damn play or something, making you feel all nice inside. Only before its too late to you realize you're getting pushed into a dark, tightly packed room full of strangers you can't talk to, watching a bunch of phoneys pretend they either like you or people far better than they are.
Every damn building wears its lights on the outside at night like some sort of award, like they think they're the best buildings out their. But you go inside them, and they are all damn cold and stuff like that. Bright on the outside, cold on the inside. Just like every Goddamn person in this Goddamn city.
I need to get out of here, out of this fake society that captures you like a wild animal and feeds you bull crap coated with sugar. Somewhere that's cold on the outside, never changing, but always warm and fresh on the inside. Somewhere North. Yeah.
Maybe Sally would like to come with me...
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