Combustion

"The traffic lights moved like blood corpuscles through the asphalt arteries—life that continued its course, indifferent to the personal dramas that unfolded in crystal towers and perfumed salons where decisions that would change destinies were made between glasses of champagne and calculated courtesies."

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"The traffic lights moved like blood corpuscles through the asphalt arteries—life that continued its course, indifferent to the personal dramas that unfolded in crystal towers and perfumed salons where decisions that would change destinies were made between glasses of champagne and calculated courtesies."