Bo Anderson

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Clocks Don’t Tick Anymore

By: Bo Anderson   With my legs hanging over the edge of the building, I sit on the rooftop watching the sunset in the horizon. I am with a group of people, but I am only familiar with a few of the guys.  The rest I assume are travelers or locals. We are all breathing heavily, recovering from outrunning the yelling residents of neighboring buildings. I look out over the horizon. The colors are overwhelming, some almost unidentifiable. It could be that I am just out of shape, or… I have been sipping on this drink… whatever it is. I..

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