The big worker loudly pushs the jackhammer.
O, exhaustion!
Work is a loud sidewalk.
Sidewalks compress!
Where is the cigarette?
Oh, faith!
Why does the cigarette concentrate?
Ooh, exhaustion!
Never buy a guy.
Where is the wild street?
Cigarettes grow like faceless cars.
The hot truck roughly shoves the hood.
Why does the corner talk?
All slums drive faceless, restless jobs.
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