When the Cities Died, I Danced (Speculative Fiction Modern Parables)

What did you do after the cities died?

A couple of days after the cities left, I was there.

Dancing.

Whether it was appropriate or not, there was no one there to care.

I had things to celebrate and this was my way.

Because I and my family were still alive. And perhaps it was a wake for those who weren't.

It wasn't a sad occasion, but joyous.

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I made the trip on my recharging electric pedal-bike. Pedal up hills and go as fast as you can down to recharge. Meanwhile, you get a lot of exercise. ...