The bomb still hangs in the air where the missile shield froze it in a drop of time. We've come to call the garden below it Damocles Park.
Unlucky birds have gotten stuck in the bubble, heads preserved like in amber, tails rotted off. They form a halo of feathers and skeletons.
3:31 PM - 28 Oct 2016
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