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First published July 25, 2017
"The smoke is part of Gomorrah's legend: once upon a time, we were burned to the ground. But we did not die. Instead we kept burning, kept moving, kept growing. The smoke surrounds us, even if we no longer burn."
"But you're an illusion," I say. "I created you."
"That doesn't mean I'm not real."
// buddy read with prettyhands
"But you're an illusion," I say. "I created you."
"That doesn't mean I'm not real."
I remind myself that my face isn't a deformity. It's magic. I am magic.
"Wicked, Wicked to the core,
The city will burn forevermore"
"The smoke is part of Gomorrah's legend: once upon a time, we were burned to the ground. But we did not die. Instead we kept burning, kept moving, kept growing. The smoke surrounds us, even if we no longer burn."
"This section of Gomorrah is lit by white torchlights and paper lanterns, which wear golden halos in the gray fog. Everyone in the Festival seems like a silhouette, a shadow of an actual person. It makes it easy to get lost and, depending where you are in Gomorrah, never be found again"
"The smoke is part of Gomorrah's legend: once upon a time, we were burned to the ground. But we did not die. Instead we kept burning, kept moving, kept growing. The smoke surrounds us, even if we no longer burn."