noise pollution
the streets in nyc (every hood in the world) are filthy with garbage and dog poop
full of wannabe thugs,
that hang out at the corner in front of a bodega
trying to educate, but they can't read
all they know how to do pronounce words that are 1-2 syllables at best
they stand out from the rest
not in a good way
like a wack single, they are not getting no air play
kids nowadays are very disrespectful
as their mother who is only a kid at 15
drug deals are done out in the open instead of in private
more drug deals being done in front of mcdonalds
graffiti is spray on churches
and all over this long forgotten gem
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