Even in Fresno, California
Hunger bursts out as a filthy face
And dirty clothes, wandering on sidewalks,
Pubs, bars, and train stations.
Passersby just hurry home,
Ignore and forget about dirts.
When car windows begin to break
In dark parking lots, people have more reasons
To spend on lights and police assistance.
And soon becomes a city of one's pride.
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