valley of ashes-a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens; where ashes take the form of houses and chimneys and rising smoke, and finally, with a transcendant effort, of ash-grey men, who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air
don't want to be mediocre, don't want to be an ashgreyman moving through the crowd. fucking hate mediocrity
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