ZERO PARADES
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The faded number on the door reads '#1'.
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The familiar Renotel chime hits your ear.
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The fan inside the vent whispers.
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The fax machine hums faintly. A single sheet sits in the tray, edges curled like a beckoning finger.
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The figure in the other sealed, full-body suit gives you a stiff nod.
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The fire door stands between you and the roof. Unfortunately, someone removed the pelota ball that was wedging it open.
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The flyer promises 'Steamy Tsunians, Freshly Immigrated.'
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The former residents have long since moved to the mainland.
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The gate stands before you, still locked.
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The girl in the postcard still wants you to join her fan club.
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The girl is far too preoccupied fiddling with her fishing wire to pay any attention to you.
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The glass is begging for a rock.
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The glass is remarkably clean, near non-existence.
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The glimmering purple keyboard is just as you left it.
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The glint of a glass bottle -- miraculously unbroken.
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The grinning 'Financial Citizen' welcomes you back, his offer still on the table.
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The ground is enshrouded by fog.
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The groundwater here was contaminated a long time ago.
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The half-skull above a bib of organs makes you shudder.
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The handset appears to have been ripped straight out of this payphone.
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THE HEAD OF THE TABLE FOR THE HEAD OF STATE.
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The hoglets are still grunting merrily among the urban detritus.
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The hot tub's wrecked. There are cracks in the fibreglass, old water gone viscous. The filter sounds like a drowning goose.
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The huffing stranger breaks into a smile as he notices you.
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The intercom gleams in the daylight, fully exposed.
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The intoxicated artist was caught halfway through her masterpiece.
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The iron railing sagged beneath your elbows when Tempo leaned on it beside you.
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The ladder beckons.
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The ladder disappears into bushy hillside.
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The latent need to untangle these wires, an itch in the back of your brain.
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The letters S and K together in a spray-paint heart.
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The light has begun the slow process of burning out.
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The light is out. You'll need to bring your own.
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The lights flicker weakly from time to time.
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The line between parked and stolen wears paper-thin.
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The lock clicks into place behind you.
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The locker is cracked open enough to see inside.
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The lump of flesh you extracted from HOLOCENE's head sloshes about in the mysterious red liquid.
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The Luzian device smoothly unfolds, its twin faces looking away from each other.
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The machine is still soured by the smell of urine. Beverages glow on the inside.
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The magic box hums its secret tune. In a dark Novessa sub-basement, your controller answers.
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The man's eyes are closed. He is completely still.
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The marriage of organic and inorganic.
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The menu lists fourteen varieties of schnapps.
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The metal drawer slides out nearly soundlessly, revealing rows of official-looking folders.
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The metal has rusted in some places, corroded in others.
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The milliner berates her apprentice, voices raised in frustration.
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The monkey is still hiding in the shadows.
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The most popular seats in town.
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The mould's tendrils rise gently as you approach.
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