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Calloway stood on the balcony of his hillside home sipping his customary cup of hot coffee with a dash of mocha and artificial sweetener as a gentle breeze flapped the hem of his blue cotton robe. He marveled at the city skyline from across the bay as it slowly emerged from the gray mist of the early morning fog. A gold hue of sunlight fought to pierce the hazy veil. And that's when he saw it. Something he hadn't noticed before. He caught himself laughing aloud.

The buildings resembled a closed fist with the middle building rising above the others.

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    Neville Hunt almost 3 years ago

    Nice one Michael. What a terrific idea.I wonder which city that one is? I love the way you have used language to transport me there.

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    Christopher almost 3 years ago

    Maybe that means "Our city is number one!"

    Maybe not...

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    Michael D. Brooks almost 3 years ago

    Neville, I try to say as much as I can with as little as I have.

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    Michael D. Brooks almost 3 years ago

    Christopher, yes, I guess you could get away with saying that. ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ˜€

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    Neville Hunt almost 3 years ago

    I think you underestimate yourself Michael. I am so pleased youโ€™re posting more work, more regularly.

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    Drew Martyn almost 3 years ago

    Agree with Neville's last comment. This is great reading, very visual and made me laugh out loud :)

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