2029

The air is sharp with the tang of petroleum and machine fluids.

Tendrils of perfume pin prick the air. You follow that scent to the end of a street where the bodies are piled chest high.

“So here’s my advice to anyone, in any field: when you feel you can’t make work, make work from work that is already made. Don’t duck and cover. Cover without ducking. Do it proudly. It keeps you active.”

— Questlove / Creative Quest