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This actually happened in Center City Philadelphia in a actual setting along the underground Broad Street giant concourse. We always had a few homeless people surviving underground but an explosion of homelessness occupied during the Bush Regime. It got so bad that police dogs were used to chase these unfortunates away... There's a little bit of Bushville under Broad Street between Spruce and City Hall There's a little bit of calamity between idle minds and idle hours, between quick-dirty-ground-naps, police harsh tongue slaps and paper wraps strewn helter skelter all about, between dismal gatherings of few laughter and just for basic survival There's a little bit of Bushville in saddened eyes and some veterans' ***** faces; long unkempt beards and bodies that lay limp in rags under cardboard in fetal positions There's a little bit of Bushville in hearts of broken promises There's a little bit of Bushville in ***** stench and ***** walls and ***** ground made black There's a little bit of Bushville in all our conscious-hearts, too much, too much to do
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
A little bit of Bushville
This actually happened in Center City Philadelphia in a actual setting along the underground Broad Street giant concourse. We always had a few homeless people surviving underground but an explosion of homelessness occupied during the Bush Regime. It got so bad that police dogs were used to chase these unfortunates away... There's a little bit of Bushville under Broad Street between Spruce and City Hall There's a little bit of calamity between idle minds and idle hours, between quick-dirty-ground-naps, police harsh tongue slaps and paper wraps strewn helter skelter all about, between dismal gatherings of few laughter and just for basic survival There's a little bit of Bushville in saddened eyes and some veterans' ***** faces; long unkempt beards and bodies that lay limp in rags under cardboard in fetal positions There's a little bit of Bushville in hearts of broken promises There's a little bit of Bushville in ***** stench and ***** walls and ***** ground made black There's a little bit of Bushville in all our conscious-hearts, too much, too much to do
Under Broad Street in Philly lies a large concourse where people take the Broad Street Subway between Spruce Street and City Hall.
#homeless#filth
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rw-dennen
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
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