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slovenly stroll
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"slovenly stroll"
That street was barely wide enough for two,
yet on it the neighbours filed through
in flawless evacuation drill.
No one spoke. A dog barked once,
then thought better of it.
The air tasted of metal and warm dust.
Someone’s radio murmured headlines
a fatigued clerk droning from a list.
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