.I walked past cracked top-floor windows and boarded-up doors,
Past rubble and ruin and bits of the floor on the street.
Every blank brick tagged with huffers and heat,
And an overwhelming sense that you'd been beaten.
The air it hung heavy with humid humility,
Every half sentence.
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