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The City Was Empty

For only two minutes, the city was empty. Everybody was gone, dead, silent or silenced. I know this because I was the only one there.

The city was perfectly silent. There was no sound, nobody drove a car, nobody threw a newspaper on a doormat. Nobody put a cup under the espresso machine, nobody closed a door violently. I don’t recall hearing any animals either. There were no gulls, no street cats. In the perfect nothing, I stood alone.

And I felt like the loudest person in the world.