We are an Old Town

“The thing about you, about us, we are an old town,” she said. “Everything is broken but we don’t know how to fix it. We need things but we don’t know how to ask for them. Everything around us is growing – and maybe it’s just the grass. Our cobblestones are showing through. But we like it. Because it means we were rich once, when it mattered. Who wants to be rich now?”

— We are an Old Town

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