Prompt 15: Skyscrapers

From the forty-fifth floor on a clear and sunny day, the city looked infinitesimal. In every direction, the mass of buildings battled the horizon. It was captivating and disorienting. Looking down from the top of the building stood a man. He was contemplating the horizon right up until he hit the ground.

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