Monday, June 22, 2009

West street

Everyday I walk down west street to the CUC campus. If it’s raining it’s a miserable sea of muck (the hepatitis sea, as Laura would say), but on a sunny day it’s vibrant and pleasant barrage of color, smell, and sound

– spring onion pancake,
fish belly-up in a shallow tank,
cigarette smoke,
car exhaust,
steamed buns,
chili pepper that burns your eyes,
motor cycle exhaust,
peanuts with chili,
Lady Gaga on repeat at the hair salon,
puppies,
urine,
fresh fruit,
rotten fruit,
garbage,
blood from the butcher,
fried dough,
toilet stink,
sewers,
bakeries,
barbecue.

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