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z bottle caps drag under metal skate wheels while soda can tabs glint everywhere and radio war cacophony from opposing stoops glare, under tar heat saturation tang smelling grease spots rise into air now wafting pizza and the shuffling bagman with his grey bag hat stinking and i a now tasting brass the stink tree cement crack between competing fences one sagging and black and the other gleaming hotly while antennas lurk on uneven roofs over the canyon of the street where oil dogs dust and the tank tank of the basement traps as i walk denting the hot tar with my almost new keds i pass and stops 090701