Tales From The Tower
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A short story anthology about different peoples experiences and lives living in The Tower. An infinitely tall concrete skyscraper with no windows, no exits, and no roof access. Everything inside an oppressive gray, sometimes smooth sometimes rough concrete. Humanity has lived here for generations, and memories of the outside have faded entirely. There is no concept of an outside, The Tower is the only reality.
Cover Picture: "joão filgueiras lima, brasilia april 2006" by seier+seier is licensed under CC BY 2.0.
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