The Night the Lift Went to 1972

The notice was pasted on the lobby wall by noon, and by one o'clock half of Marina Heights was standing in front of it.

"…residents are informed that this structure will be demolished in thirty (30) days. Vertex Developers regrets any inconvenience."

"Regrets!" Omar spat, still in his delivery-rider jacket, a pizza box under one arm that nobody had ordered. "Thirty days to regret our whole lives, uncle? Wah."