Frankfurt was a dismal grey when I got in from
London the following evening. (Yes, this is a colour picture.) The
monorail between terminals whisks along its computer-controlled journey.
I felt like a blade runner...
Is she a replicant?
Or just a passenger on a monorail in a city whose
future has passed?
"Have you ever taken the void-comp test yourself, Mr
Time to leave...
Table Mountain beckons from the window of the
Lufthansa 747. It's home, I tell myself. For now, anyway. And yes, it's
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