City of Joy; The Other Side.

Raindrops twirled around by gusty winds beat upon the dank, green shutters; no one to answer the call. 1 min


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Raindrops twirled around by gusty winds beat upon the dank, green shutters; no one to answer the call.

Locality’s favourite cat watches the grimy union of newspapers and banana peel from behind the wheel of an unsecured rickshaw.

A giant purple crack rends the ashy sky, its grave roar follows close;  all street lights flicker lazily and die out.

The lonesome alley lies shady in the City of Joy.


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