It was early in the morning Several hours before the sun would awake The stale smell of dried expired beer Filled the streets as incense to Bacchus. An old young man stumbles to find his way In the damp streets of a rainless quarter Jazz echoes off century-old buildings As if being replayed in a… Read more »
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