Morning At The Window

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they are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens and along the trampled edges of the street. I'm aware of the damned souls of house maids sprouting despondently at area gates. The brown ways above toss up to me twisted faces from the bottom of the street and terror from a passer by with money starts an aimless smile that hovers in the air and vanishes along the level of the moves.