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This is what the internet is for.

      "full steam at the sociopath factory"

   warning lights ignore
on a perfect mild morning
   in early July:

car will pass despite the lights
red here here & also here

City sunset in pixels.

"Oft in His troubled Sleep, rising by Night,
With horrid Cries His Servants Hee'd affright;
Who found Him, bath'd in Sweat, His future War
To wage, and beat with Rage the empty Air."

—Ross's Silius Italicus, I.

Manchester Rain.