Three bikers in metallized boots and Mad Max leathers sat at the outdoor tables. They formed a feral presence in the hypermodern complex, like carrion-birds on a skyscraper cornice, filling an unplanned niche in the ecology of the future.
““I have seen such things—” said Aquinas. “I have seen such things—” said John of the Cross. “I have seen such things—” said Plato. And they all lived out the rest of their lives in a glorious daze.“