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And somewhere in the chambered places between streets, a boy who had once been a clock and a woman who had learned to keep small worlds watched the lights rearrange themselves, and called the running trams by names that had never been spoken aloud.

“You can take it with you,” the boy said. “But the more you carry, the heavier your pockets become. People mistake the weight for wisdom.” paula peril hidden city repack

She set the miniature city on her palm. Tiny lights winked like trapped starlings. The tram hissed and began to move, carrying its miniature passengers toward a bakery whose sign read TOMORROW. Paula held it as one might hold a breathing animal and thought of all the cities she had left without saying goodbye. And somewhere in the chambered places between streets,

“Keep us,” said one, an old woman with a teaspoon of moonlight braided in her hair. People mistake the weight for wisdom

You cannot carry everything forever, the boy said without moving his lips. Some things are meant to be opened.