Snakelike and silent wary of unbidden recognition, anonymous segments of a long tail half protected by a flimsy canopy of a plastic sky. Eyelids hooded against the winter Furtive mourners sidle past fat centipedes cross streets obedient to flashing signals. DON'T TALK OR SMILE MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. Cars spit at each other- a potpourri of poison. Garish neon lights wink like vulgar call girls promising the unaffordable, unnecessary. At affordable prices handbags clutched more willingly than children The bus hisses to a stop and swallows them whole.