he reached down and picked something up . tears burn at the corners of my eyes as i push my hand harder to the glass , as if i can go into it , however there 's resistance as the screen begins to splinter and crack . a lot of it will go to taxes . 'how would you like to know the exact day and hour when this `` hidden city '' business is going to come to a head ? ' i was about to protest the feelings bit , but decided it wasnt worth it . 