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Occupy Wall Street protest downtown in this midwest city. The sounds from the megaphones are bouncing off the skyscraper walls. Insults and slurs are being fired like a machine gun back and forth from the crowd and the bankers heading to their offices. The invisible hands come from behind to slowly choke out the sound.
Just because you can do something doesn't mean there aren't consequences.
Protests start to become a regular thing downtown in this midwest city. The millennial generation seems to want in on the action but they aren't coordinated on what they are protesting about. The inaudible screams get louder and louder as the police try to control their laughter with the calm and behaved crowd.
Rise together to break the cycle of tyranny and oppression.
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The morning after St. Patrick's Day in the deep south. Green beads litter the street, the air smells of stale beer. There is a car parked ahead of you with a face staring at you, screaming. You've been awake for so long you start to question if its real or not. The face is a reflection of your feelings from the night before, the terror, the against, of being in lost in a strange city and the people you've met across the way.
Killing time during a long layover. A train ride to a downtown east coast city. A rush of exploring, experiences and drinks. The city rises above expectations, it is not what it seems. It may seem simple from the outside but layers in complexity.
9pm on a summer night, the sun has just fully set. The music is on full blast, dancing in the dark with strangers all around in the middle of a large city park. The bass is dropping, the energy in the air is electric. Your mind and body infuse with the music and you're taken away to a different reality.
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