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A city has fallen from the sky.In the wreckage, two men – Devian Lell, a window cleaner in the floating cities of Loft, and Eli Kurran, a security guard in one of the polluted, ground-based cities of Dirt – will find their lives changed.Devian, who has done what few in the floating landscape have by stepping outside the sanctuary of his home, will be drawn into the politics of Loft, as he is recruited to be the assistant for Dirt’s political representative. On the ground, Kurran, still mourning the death of his wife, tries to remove himself from the violent politics of Dirt even as he is blackmailed into providing security for the diplomatic representative of Loft, a woman three times his age, and the oldest living person he has ever met.A tale of two cities, the stories Above and Below make up two halves of another in the TPP Doubles series. Written by Stephanie Campisi and Ben Peek, designed to be self-contained and complete as individual narratives, the two parts can be read in either order, yet also form a single narrative that has been intricately woven and designed to create a single, novel length story. It is a work that suggests not a single way of reading, but rather two, with conflicting morals that will continue to test the reader’s certainty in who, in the cities of Loft and Dirt, is in the right.
The spiritual gravity inside the Hotel Flamingo is strange (some say damaged), and one symptom of this is that time bleeds away from everyone that steps through the smoke-stained doors. One moment in ten falls away from you, one tenth of every day, transformed into a waxy yellow buildup on the floors and walls of every room.
The autopsy revealed the hermaphroditic secrets of Tiresias Saddlefoot, two parents in one; a search of his parent's room revealed the clothes, the makeup, the internal contradiction and the will leaving him the Hotel Flamingo and the money to run it.
You wake up one day and realize that you spend all your drunk time doing stupid things and all your sober time feeling guilty for them, and that's when you make the choice, flip the switch to full sobriety or full drunkenness, responsibility or freedom.
Jesse Fortnoy doesn't know the truth, but he knows that there is never just one truth, that facts are born from nothingness to fight it out in the backstreets of our minds until one claims the championship belt and eats the loser, it doesn't matter who wins, as long as there's a fight, popcorn and sawdust and cheap seats, follow the circus, see the world's fattest semotician, be amazed by the Vast Play of Ideas in this Fleshy Cockpit, every child wins a prize!>
And and and the ands occur simultaneously and in sequences, like a string of firecrackers tossed down a spiral staircase, like dominoes thrown into the air and landing each on their edge, like love and death and fate.
Mister Smith was thinking about nothing in particular on the flight back to Melbourne when he looked out the window and saw a man standing on the top of a cloud.