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Awake in the Streets - [London]
These red roving monsters rolling the streets.
Decked and overdecked; some decked to the brim. Toning a tune akin to the tin of a tuna can. The tune of "how many can we get in here, before we have an excuse to miss several stops as we're now over capacitated"
- The convinient inconvinience of whats readily available, but not all the time.
Late for work as you watch your precious dime, make a mockery of you in soot covered dust, taking hostage your colleagues, to the same mill you cry to get to, so you can cry to get out.

Through all the passages, through all the places, through all the alleys, and through all the wayes; through all the gardens and through all the mews. Brown brick walls and red ones too. Cobbled throws lay warm on the earth. While LED victorian shapes the historians purview to mimick new ages birth.
Whats it all worth? When the patchwork preservation is enamelled to the gums of...