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May 5, 2013

Darkness falls quietly on the deserted cityscape.

Although itís been months since anyone was around to care, some lights still shine and flicker into the nightís sky. Rooftop antennas aptly warn aircraft that arenít coming and exit signs speak to people who have already left.†

As they walk through the lonely cluttered streets each evening, they move alone.

The new normal has been for them to find a place near a steady glowing light each night. Itís someplace different each time, but with the same idea in mind.

They are looking for reminders, of what was and what isnít anymore.†