Cape Town, city of ghosts

As I snaked around the mountain the city slowly revealed itself through the mist. It was eerie and gave me the feeling I could only describe as static. It was a ghost city, filled with the restless spirit of souls unable to move on, condemned to repeating their routine for all their foreseen eternity.

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