We walked through.
        Stingy back alleys.
        Decadent
        in their fading
        twilight glory.
Obnoxious dumpsters.
        Teemed
        with rusted belongings.
We took pictures.
        Discussing technique.
        In depth
        connected by
        secret jargon.
Enlightened meaning.
        Dripped
        from knowing tongues.



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