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For Round 6 of SLAM! |
| Cityscape Concrete tundras distend as far as the eye can see which is not far. Steel beasts migrate at a near standstill pace their discordant mating calls filling the waves with staccato rumblings and high-pitched bleats as they amble along ethereal macadam paths. Iron branches reach for the heavens as bombastic peaks of metal and glass shimmer in hazy sunlight colorful fauna dashing in and out of their sepulchral cores eyes cast downward protective alert. |