One thing’s certain: there’s trash everywhere. It’s the sort of place that makes you feel like you need a shower just to get the stench off.

A nearby wall is graffitied with the words,

Bools r fuk

Which itself is mostly covered up by a fresher graffiti of,

🌈bers

Perhaps this place doesn’t deserve such curiosity. Perhaps it’s simply an abandoned site of degeneracy that ate itself with its own vileness. Bile breaching the inner lining of the stomach to consume healthy cells around it. Contained, it is a necessary function of a healthy body. Self-regulating. Always churning. Tucked away out of sight to the outside world for it’s odeousness, yet without it the body fails.

In fact, you are certain now that this place was not a matter of self-affliction. Rather, it’s importance was undervalued and it’s vital role to the greater body misunderstood. This organ did not fail. It was failed by the body it resided in. And as a result, bile and acid is now spewed all around these abandoned streets. Nothing left to consume. No nutrients extracted.

What are your moves for today, Thursday July 6th, 2023?

  • hth@lemmy.worldOP
    5·
    1 year ago

    Old man at the top of the hill of this alley I live on drives his 2006 Toyota Camry at about 30 mph down the alley once a week, presumably when he runs out of beans and and American cheese. There are massive potholes that wreck his suspension every time. I keep waiting for the day his axel falls out the bottom of his fucking car, rear of the car sparking as he drags his ass to Walmart to go yell at some cashiers. He don’t give a fuck, man.