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What do I have to do with it?
Living in relative safety far away from the wars taking place
somewhere else...
Take a look around: fraudsters, tricksters, hooligans, gangs
who control the south of the city, and other places. Living
in, breathing in our own destruction. New buildings spread
a sense of a sophisticated hyper reality, an utopia where
humans are as streamlined and designed as the places they
frequent, passing through a man-made emptiness.
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The scruffy truth only shows in the real places,
beyond control, with their own codes and order, illiterates
unable to read the signs signifying the no-go zone.
Sometimes one catches a smile,
then a door opens in the wall the people have built around
themselves, after all we do appreciate the calm places where
there is no wind,
where we feel protected and alive
without being threatened by something which we can't control.
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