PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
“So, what does it do?” Alex shifted the weight on his shoulder for balance while looking at the giant glass “Tetris” piece. The sun was just coming up. Time was running out.
“It doesn’t do anything,” said Giselle. “It’s just another tourist trap.”
“La Tour du Port de Montréal.” Alex sighted in on the center of mass through his viewfinder. “A waste tax money.”
“I think it’s pretty.” Giselle smiled coquettishly.
“It comes down,” snarled Alex.
“Pity,” frowned Giselle.
“For mouvement souverainiste du Québec.” Alex pulled the trigger on his portable rocket launcher. The explosion and collapsing tower were spectacular.
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