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Pilsen Day One The three mannequins forming an alternate
the one with blue hair, no pants,
rainbow tits, no head,
one with a
monkey head, offsetting serious architecture.
Speakers. Bookshelves. Gloved marimba.
A German Shepherd bounds
down outdoor stairs.
We talk and talk and talk
and get tacos. That fall
all over our clothes.
After the library, a line at the triangle light.
Harrison Ford is filming a chase scene.
No one can cross.
Crooked crooked sidewalk cracks.