The Inspiration: A story: Her eyes were not filled with wonder but a growing horror. She looked across a foresaken landscape, emptied of people. Decaying buildings, slouching in shame of their paint-stripped nakedness. It no longer spoke of a community where people once walked, laughed, lived and… Loved… The car. A rusted hulk that mocked her. She could still feel the soft leather against her bare back, his hand sliding