Social Housing
Social Housing
It was a socially correct house each one
Had a window facing out and a window into
The next room, privacy is the beginning
of capitalism; and curtains were out seen as
fire hazards.
A loophole, plants were allowed and people
Planted in front of inner windows and later
Wherever there was an open space.
A greenhouse?
Yes, they began selling the food surplus at
the town’s square and generally behaved like
A new middle-class; it goes without saying
That the right people got a juice tomato
And thus, corruption began and a social
Experiment failed.
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