A new chapter begins.
Two carcasses of cockcroaches lay strawn on the floor at the void deck and I wonder, when insects die, why do their legs bend back into their bodies.
I realize that I am no longer in the City that Never Sleeps. This city does sleep and it's dozing off right now. It's a humid night. You can almost feel the water surrounding you and every breath is heavy and damp. Perfect for growing moulds and fungi.
Everyone around has a certain stench. It doesn't matter how many times you shower or how much perfume you spray on. It just reeks at the end of the day.
Midnight tomorrow is when I take over the shift. At least I have reliable and helpful people to fall back on. I'm not entirely aware of the things I'm going to have to do but I'll have to give it my best.
It looks like it'll be a clear day. Might be able to make the most of the weather and shoot something good. Camera's stored in the dry cabinet. It's the only place that I can keep it to prevent things from growing inside it. Sounds almost grotesque...like a tumor.
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