Virus

Jester sits making a ha-ha-ha soundunknown in his world which an earlierage would call laughter. Dirty windowsshow peoplestreams flowing into around buildings, eddies and whorls forming asbodies move thisway-thatway alongconcrete estuaries and out glass-doored deltas.Faces frozen in morbid rictus rainbowlinesmouths perpetually inverted.

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