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TetraBiker
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Through a plain of endless rusted gantries rising from a nameless
industrial wasteland, passes our feckless courier. Silhouetted
against angry clouds of poisonous multicoloured chemical belch
nearly pierced by the bleaching rays of a setting sun, he moves at
high speed to a destination far away. We saw him pass briefly. The
face, serious yet kind and sort of smiling, like a young god... and
then he was gone. Into the night ... |
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