**WORK IN PROGRESS** The last time I saw luscious green grass was when we toured the rich neighborhood back in 11th grade. Now, those neighborhoods are filled with flesh eating monsters called Magners, due to their burning and cracked skin with what looked like lava in between. Their eyes were as black as the night now, the world in shambles. There is no more pollution. Clear skies.. no noisy car honks. No more busy streets. In a way, I guess you could say it is busy. At least I'm surviving. I think.
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