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Skyscrapers sheathed in glass stretch to the sky; as a convoluted maze of asphalt rivers connects concrete caves, they flow by. Patches of green appear like mold on cheese; amidst the neon lights, corruption, and sleaze. All cities have a dark underbelly; they're overcrowded, noisy, and smelly. At rush hour, the traffic slows to a crawl; and beggars begging to fill their belly don't find city streets friendly; not at all.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 9/16/2020 10:10:00 AM
a thought provoking piece Emile, thankfully we dont have any visibly homeless people here but there are those who sofa surf and some in shelters ... your final lines are so so sad , i am sure many are not there through choice:-( hugs jan xx
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Date: 9/16/2020 10:18:00 AM
Thanks Jan, city streets are not meant to be live on, but some have no other choice, it is all so sad my friend, Emile.

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