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Under the guise of hedonistic largesse, a relentlessly disheartening truth awaits those looking to sound-tap the surface. Appearances may tempt but authenticity screams itself hoarse, fuelled entirely by desperation, want of love and desperation that shatters this fiction of euphoric juxtaposition in unlocking unseen crisis within cities filled wanting faith.

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