Sunglasses

You can tell a city, Homer said, by its sunglasses.

It's in the Iliad somewhere. Somewhere in the

back, I think. At any rate, these gargantuan red

specs, shades that would do a club-hopping arc

welder proud, still barely cut the glare from the

ceaseless starpower shining on the city streets.

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