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Little Waxy’s
The aroma of dim sum penetrates the streets of Soho; arrow neon lights point to seedy downstairs basements, offering the lonesome fellow an offer of three-for-two on adult magazines and videos; and...
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Street lamps reflect in puddles September sadness – Alone in a street cafeFiled under: Home, Poetry Tagged: Cafe, Evening, Haiku, Night, Poem, Poetry, Puddle, Rain, Sadness, September
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