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THE GOD OF CONCRETE Rising above the reflections of the city's skyline, shielding the wandering souls of street life, the God of Concrete is there watching, laying a stoic merciful eye, with compassion, not pity, and yet a subtle and slightly cynic and arrogant smile. One who is there and will be there for us, the misfits, the emotionally impoverished and the distressed, the unconditionally surrenderring to love, forever and ever and ever. |
Copyright © 1998 G. Vassiliou
Fotos: B.Moore