the city´s sinking. lowering into the mud of the ancient lake.
as it goes down, ancient ruins are discovered.
as you walk in its old buildings, your brain has to make a summersault to identify what look like perfectly straight floors as the insurmountable slopes they have actually become.
incense fills your nostrils, thousands of believers surround you, a black christ looks on, impassive.
you feel seasick, and then, you go.

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