Those walking by might wonder about their purpose.
Or may ignore what appears to be no more than a shelf denuded of shrubbery.
The connecting pathways between underground road crossings, no longer recognisable as such.
Isolated, open only to those with access to locked, subterranean doors.
Formerly a network of public passageways, now healing over.
Their heart, the hole in the road, filled in, unable to provide sustenance.
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