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By Passcal Blanché A dystopian city built entirely on the backs of colossal, biomechanical creatures, their rusted armor plating covered in glowing advertisements and surveillance drones. The city never stops moving, shifting across the wasteland, consuming resources like a parasitic hive. The elite live in crystalline domes atop the creatures' spines, while the lower classes scavenge on the exposed steel ribs, constantly at risk of being crushed in the grinding gears of progress. The neon skyline stretches endlessly, an ocean of electric lights and mechanical limbs, bathed in an otherworldly color palette that feels like an alien dream.