High Rise Building

Excerpt: Ten Stories High

ONE Somewhere out there, someone else is sitting at a window, thinking the same thing. It was probability. All those people, packed in tight together. Experiencing the same things, at the same time, in the same place. Some of them were going to start thinking the same. Collective consciousness. He’d read about that someplace. Most likely in one of those magazines they keep in the waiting room. He always takes a few of them. Just to help pass the night away. And it had always struck him that the contents seemed better suited to the night, and wondered if anyone Read More

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