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a brief lamentation |
**Image Unavailable** Behold abandoned city street in this forsaken corridor, where once the heart of commerce beat with pulse of merchant matador. The bustling crowds and neon lights endowed the scene with vibrant life, until corruption brought on blight and left the district wrapped in strife. The sound of silence echoes through the urban canyon's stagnant air, as broken promise bids adieu amid the rubble lying there. Yours truly went to scrutinize, with me, myself, and I in tow, and witnessed neighborhood's demise. Oh! Where did all the people go? Dire sights, despair, and putrid smells are all that's found in urban shells. 18 lines |