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The towers of Zenith aspired above the morning mist; austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliffs and delicate as silver rods. They were neither citadels nor churches, but frankly and beautifully office-buildings.
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In writing, characters have wants and needs, and the resolution of the need at the expense of the want is the hallmark of a happy ending. The character grows up, realizes the want was immature and becomes content with resolving the need. However, this story telling device only works if the character's want is actually immature. When it isn't, but still lives in opposition with the need, the story is a tragedy. This story is a tragedy.
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