I dreamt of an annular eclipse. A black sphere with a golden fiery corona hanging in the sky, with an empty city stretching towards the horizon from my vantage point on a small hill. I had my friend's telephoto lens with me and started taking shots, but on every photo I took there were two spheres, as if there were two moons and two suns eclipsed at the same time. The lens was broken. Or was it? The city looked different too. With gigantic, brutalist structures almost defying gravity and, certainly, construction safety laws.