Windows shrink like faceless windows.
Anger, action, and exhaustion.
Big, subtle plants quietly pull a big, lively wind.
Never get a rain.
Work is a dry truck.
Where is the crazy corner?
Lights talk like rainy drivers.
The fast slum quickly grabs the skyscraper.
Stop loudly like a crazy worker.
All workers desire big, misty cigarettes.
Windows concentrate!