Dubois, perhaps of De Beauvoir
Shadows; encounters that play with light
Travellers of the world unite as fragments
In the underground concrete departments
Be aware
Meet my friend; he is the one with the knife
Who desires, due to the affair with his wife
To end your life
Sad to have descended
The evening's gaiety upended
Anger lies beside the selfless bonds of consolation
As we delve into your darker nation
Ambient explanations to still the ruffled mind
Silent conversations to view the uneasy interior
Hazily ordained deportations cram the adventurer
Less plain
The particular exploitations to hustle
The all alone, after dark street walker
