excerpt from Sirens of Sleepers Alley

ODESSA: Remember when buildings shook as trains rumbled past, when the world was alive with the movement of things greater than ourselves? Now we lick our lips at birds flying overhead, thirsty to bring the winged things down. Even the geese are growing scarce.

JASON: Not the gulls. They're still growing fat, obnoxious as ever.

ODESSA: Not yet, but soon. It will all come down.

JASON: It's strange, when it's so obvious that even the geese are dying, that people have turned to them as food. When they die out, will we eat the gulls to extinction?

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