The city smiles bathed in its own precious light. Beyond the agency, rock outposts eclipsed, we can watch the clumsy machinations of popular addiction. Wholesales! We've gone public with our candidate. His shoulders are heavy pockets full of shining brand new badges. A new face on the same old nest of blood sucking, long distance relative friends. Aspiring henchmen shaking hands with a notoriously fake smile and new lunchbox brimming with fake smiles all wrapped up for the starving masses. A security safety system blown apart by mile high ectoplasmic pyramid schism. "Smile upon your brothers..." Sympathetic fallout precautions personal emergencies written out. Crowned captain by kangaroo courts, we leapt into the winds guiding hands. Shaking fists at the falling sky screaming for change. The drones drifted apart in our wake. Their eyes settling with glass window dust, they shook the change in their pockets and became the display. Inside