Donna Stonecipher
Model City [35]
Model City [35]
It was like noticing hotel after hotel going up all over the city with unstoppable force and imagining a city consisting only of hotels, a city composed solely of expensive emptinesses.
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It was like remembering that you had rented the apartment you live in exactly because it felt like a hotel room, radiating a friendly indifference, because it felt like the right measure of you to your life.
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It was like thinking about the nights you walked through the city feeling threatened by the rampantly multiplying hotel rooms, as if vacancy were a disease invading the city’s — and therefore your — interior.
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It was like wondering if the city has an interior, and if so exactly how much it costs, it was like wanting to add up all the prices for the hotel rooms and all the rents in the city to find out exactly how much the city’s interior costs.