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Friday categorization #40

0330 Ruins
 -0330.1 Things on the cusp of becoming a ruin
    –0330.11 Buildings recently shuttered
       —0330.111 Those into which acorns are settling down for the long task of unpicking masonry
       —0330.112 Those from which we look away, knowing how much they were loved once
       —0330.113 Those that have been cogs but now find the machine broken
    –0330.12 Those awaiting the wrecking ball
    –0330.13 Those that cannot run from the approaching war
    –0330.14 Things once described as having shabby chic, which they cannot get oer and regard as their greatest compliment
    –0330.15 Unpracticed skills and unexercised memories
 -0330.2 Those that have stood ruinous for a little while
    –0330.21 Ruins that are infested by psychogegraphers
       —0330.211 Those in which it is difficult to get a good ruined building shot without having to threaten to ruin a few people who are hogging the line of sight with their cameras
    –0330.22 Ruined buildings wrapped up with ruined humans and ruined ideas, still somehow holding each other together
 -0330.3 Those being eaten up or reclaimed by nature
    –0330.31 Lost cities, being picked over by the world’s forests, with just a few buildings remaining
    –0330.32 Lost forests, being eaten up by the world’s cities, with just a few trees remaining
    –0330.33 Ruined wildebeest, being eaten up by the world’s lions
    –0330.34 Ruined plans, being eaten up by cows on the line at Huntingdon
 -0330.4 Those sinking beneath something
    –0330.41 Those that are the aperitifs of global warming
    –0330.42 Those whose ocean is creeping sand
       —0330.421 The pink-curled spirals of worn-away buildings, disappearing into heat-shimmers on the horizon
    –0330.43 Sinking beneath the accumulated weight of expectations as to what constitutes a ruin
    –0330.44 Sinking beneath a tide of posing rock bands, blown in by a passing lightning storm
       —0330.441 Those which can yet be saved by a kind of pied piper photographer figure
 -0330.5 Those that have become hidden
    –0330.51 Those ruins that are beneath your feet even now, unseen
    –0330.52 Those that haunt the dreams of archaeologists
       —0330.521 Those that are hidden under such items as boulders, snakes and nazis
    –0330.53 Those that will shake loose of earth only when there is no-one left to understand them
 -0330.6 Those that exist in memory only
    –0330.61 Those that are ruins of memories, unpicked by later events
 -0330.7 Those that have never existed
    –0330.71 Things that are not the ruin of something much older and greater, but would like you to think they are
       —0330.711 Those that decorate theme parks
       —0330.712 Things that are still great, but no longer believe that they are

Friday categorization #26

7020 Roads, tracks and pathways
 -7020.1 Major routes
    –7020.11 Motorways, freeways and other roads with multiple lanes
       —7020.111 Those upon which one roars towards a spectacular neon horizon, Kraftwerk playing on the stereo, a mote in the bloodstream of an endless city
       —7020.112 Those upon which one sits in grunting, farting traffic for hours
       —7020.113 Those which have suffered an unusual change in use
          —7020.1131 Vast roads mid-demonstration, wild and free and full of dogs and signs and humans
          —7020.1132 Those that are cursed with unexpected roadworks
    –7020.12 Those that go ever on
       —7020.121 Ring roads and other circular routes
          —-7020.1211 Those acting as a prayer wheel of discontent, funnelling all the frustration of the metropolitan area into the centre of the city
          —-7020.1212 Those inhabited by bands of eager adventurers who have not yet discovered that they are going in a circle
       —7020.122 Those roads that go ever on if you have the right passport, visas and a suitable amount of cash, and otherwise end ignominiously at a border point
    –7020.13 Those that are a great parade of multicoloured shipping containers
 -7020.2 By-roads
    –7020.21 That road that goes past your house
    –7020.22 The road that you followed on Google Maps, the one that wonds round the mountains, out past the point that you will ever travel to in real life
    –7020.23 Roads to get lost on
       —7020.231 Those which look obvious and easy to walk down on the map, provided one neglects to take into account the contours, temperature, dubious surrounds or local laws
 -7020.3 Paths and tracks
    –7020.31 Paths that are less taken
       —7020.311 Those featuring No Trespassing, Danger Falling Rocks or These Llamas Will Eat You signs
    –7020.32 Paths that should not be left for any reason, no matter what you see or hear to either side
    –7020.33 Those that you cannot go down until you know their name, which is the answer to a curious riddle
    –7020.34 Those that are clearly a shortcut to where you need to go
 -7020.4 Minor pathways
    –7020.41 Those tiny paths off to the side of the main track, imbued with some peculiar sort of glamour, as if one might go down them and find something magical at the head of a waterfall instead of ending up with one leg in a bees’ nest
    –7020.42 Paths that are maybe paths and maybe not and might in fact exist only due to the human brain’s peculiar genius for making patterns out of geographical noise
    –7020.43 Those that were made by one person wading through the long grass, realising there is no way through, and wading back
 -7020.5 Dubious or mythical pathways
    –7020.51 Those left by dogs or foxes in the woods
    –7020.52 Those left by malign ghosts in the woods, forever leading down to that crack in the tree at the valley’s base
 -7020.6 Those that no longer exist
 -7020.7 Those that will exist some day, but not yet

Friday categorization #24

5505 Cities
 -5505.1 Those that never sleep
    –5505.11 Those cities that never sleep because they have far too much exciting stuff to do
       —5505.111 Cities that are like small dogs, bursting with disorganized excitement, full of twitchy crowds standing round waiting for awesome things to happen
       —5505.112 Cities that will dance in a frenzy of joy until long after the other cities are all laid down
       —5505.113 Cities that are building something in there, though no-one is sure quite what
    –5505.12 Those cities that never sleep because they have awful, intractable insomnia
       —5505.121 Cities that are additionally grumpy, weepy and forgetful
 -5505.2 Those that sleep entirely normally thank you
    –5505.21 Those cities which would in any case rather not discuss their sleep with you, and if you could refrain from prying about other things and just let them be that would be great
    –5505.22 Those that cannot be having with the antics of those other cities and would just rather the trains ran on time
       —5505.222 Those that cannot really be having with anything
    –5505.23 Those whose statistical yearbooks record the exact optimal level of sleep and maximal citizen happiness
    –5505.24 Those who need sleep to grow, who are constantly waking with new limbs and appendages
 -5505.3 Cities that sleep amazingly, expansively, that sleep for years
    –5505.31 Those that cradle their inhabitants in the precise mathematics of perfect days
    –5505.32 Those that radiate false calm, and whose anger is locked away
       —5505.221 Cities that have terrible dreams and that wake up with a dew of night-sweat running down their tallest towers
    –5505.33 Those that are cursed to sleep but always on the verge of waking
    –5505.34 Those that sleep like dormice, cute and curled up between the mountains and the sea
 -5505.4 Cities built on mystery and lies
    –5505.41 Those having as their foundation a large and unpleasant secret, and the corners of the secret are occasionally dug up and tugged upon and then hastily put back, and for the few days following nobody makes eye contact
    –5505.42 Those cities that have not looked in the mirror for some time
       —5505.421 Those that know they are great and old and grand and powerful, so long as they remain unexamined
       —5505.422 Those cities that know they are too nice to be angry
    –5505.42 Those that are built on absurdity and would fall apart if their problems were to be fixed
 -5505.5 Cities that are dead
    –5505.51 Those whose ghosts seethe gently at the modern age from under trees
    –5505.52 Cities caught mid-death like flies in amber, and buried
    –5505.53 Cities that are dead but still walking
 -5505.6 Improper cities
    –5505.61 Those cities having no proper location, that might more properly be called cuckoos, settling down in the nests of other cities to make neighbourhoods oddly familiar from other cities in other places
    –5505.62 Cities of plaster, paste and clockwork, convincing only to a distant eye
       —5505.621 Those that consist only of a dog chasing a bus, endlessly, looped onto a webcam, empty of humanity

Friday categorization #16

9988 Forbidden spaces
 -9988.1 Those that are in plain sight
    –9988.11 The middle of busy roads
       —9988.111 Those roads that from time to time are cleared of traffic for some great demonstration, so that one may giddily walk their newly crowded spaces
    –9988.12 That space in the centre of roundabouts
       —9988.121 Those that are desolate and bare, other than a few exhaust-drunk tulips
       —9988.122 Those that are wild and overgrown and could host a tent or a very small population of dinosaurs
    –9988.13 Those that could be reached by climbing, if climbing were allowed
    –9988.14 Those featuring spikes, slippery paint, hostile noises or patrolling guards
 -9988.2 Those that one may find out about
    –9988.21 Tantalizing things visible on satellite maps, jigsawing into the world you know
    –9988.22 Those that one may go to if one wishes, but at some cost to those who believe that no-one should go there
    –9988.23 Those that form part of the infrastructure of the city
 -9988.3 Those that are dangerous
    –9988.31 The cores of nuclear reactors
       —9988.311 Those cores that have melted down in famous accidents, glimpsed occasionally by dying robots
    –9988.32 The summits of mountains, on planets other than this one
    –9988.33 Antarctica in Winter
    –9988.34 Warrens of underwater caves
    –9988.35 Abandoned mines
    –9988.36 The stomachs of huge beasts
 -9988.4 Those that are unknown or unreachable
    –9988.41 Caves that no longer lead to the surface
    –9988.42 Lakes sealed under the ice

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