EXISTENCE IN THE CONCRETE JUNGLE

Existence in the Concrete Jungle

The city's a beast. A hungry, grinding machine that devours your time and energy like it's nothing. Every day is a battle just to survive. You're enveloped by millions, yet you can feel like an island. The cacophony never stops. Sirens wail, horns honk, and the rumble of the underground metros shakes your bones. The air is thick with exhaust fumes

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