ONE MORE MALL

 The age of Junkspace, where everything is more and nothing is enough. Where the only things that truly matter are shopping and staring at screens, and where our cities are a labyrinth of concrete and steel, devoid of any sense of humanity.

It all started with the rise of the malls, those glittering temples of consumerism that promised us a life of endless buying and being. And we bought it, hook, line, and sinker. We built bigger and bigger malls, and soon, entire cities were dedicated to the art of shopping.

But as it turns out, all that shopping left us feeling unfulfilled, so we built airports, those marvels of modern engineering that promised us escape from our mundane lives. And we flew, far and wide, to find that the world was just one big mall with different window displays.

Now, we find ourselves stuck in junkspace where nothing is real and everything is disposable. Our cities have become places of endless crowds and endless lines, where we shuffle along like robots, never really sure where we're going or what we're doing.

But don't worry, there's a solution! Just keep shopping and keep flying, and maybe someday we'll find what we're looking for. Or maybe not. Either way, we'll always have junkspace.