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Friday, October 1, 2010

On the Towers of New York, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

"The evening gem-play of New York was already taking place outside the window.  But as Charlie gazed at it, it seemed to him tawdry and theatrical, a great keeping up of appearances after the reality was gone.  Each new tower was something erected in defiance of obvious and imminent disaster; each beam of light a final despairing attempt to pretend that all was well.  
'But they had their time.  For a while they represented a reality.  These things are scarcely built; not a single generation saw them and passed away before we ceased to believe.'"
-F. Scott Fitzgerald

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