the boats call you
the waters float your thoughts
the market sucks you in
the potholes plan murder
the pavement takes a plunge
the thoroughfare spits a dirty joke
the colony is quiet
the park is dark
the waters are night
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after a walk on and around the colaba causeway, march 2024.
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