10.27

What year is it?
1987, probably. By the looks of it around here, I'd say so. These buildings are falling into the ground, but they still hold that intensely practical feel of a single fat red brick. The colors are exactly that hyper-saturated faded primary color combination that I'm so unfamiliar and so familiar with. The people look like they turned off their TVs and radios and never bought a connection to the web. Things are stuck around here.